Fostering puppies has brought so much love, energy and purpose that it's definitely enhanced our quality of life.
Helping daughter Laurel's Dog Rescue efforts, I met Terra, found pregnant, abandoned, tied to a post with a chain around her neck and plucked from the euthanasia list at the last second. Eight weeks later she gives birth to 8 puppies, 7 who survive.
Sensing things, Terra sits beside me on the sofa, bonding it seems, over unseen things.
Sarah and Che return to help feed the puppies and I'm not up to joining them.
During their visit they learn Terra has heart worms, is already in heart arrest and will continuing suffering.
Sarah and Che take Terra to the Clinic so she won't be alone at the end and is surrounded by love.
"Real life lessons in real time, that will come in handy later", Sarah and I text each other.
Hours later, my phone buzzes. Che's FaceTiming.
"Daddy," she sobs, "Daddy."
Unable to contain my own emotions anymore, I also burst into tears.
"It's okay Che-bay," I sob back. "It's okay."
"Daddy," she wipes tears.
"It's okay," I cry.
They finally arrive home.
Today, we're back fostering Terra's puppies, anxious to carry her life forward, celebrating as we go, as best we can.
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Having the celebration of my life now!
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