warm fuzzies

I woke up this morning expecting it to be an ordinary day. And then I checked my email and saw a message from Maddie's foster mom and realized here we go again.

Every once in a while, when there is an especially compelling case of someone desperately needing rescue, she forwards them on to me. The last one was a fourteen year old retired service dog who was in pretty bad need of a place to go. This time it was a seven year old chocolate lab whose owner was deployed to Iraq. He dropped the dog off at Animal Control and the poor boy had no time left.

Coin is here for a few more days and I'm completely full. Even temporarily fostering him really wasn't an option, so I did all that I could do, which was basically forward the email on and post it on a lab forum that I sometimes frequent.

By noon he had a great foster home to go to in Denver, people willing to pull and temporarily foster him until he could get to Denver, and even a truck driver who offered to do transport. By late afternoon he had something even better, a forever home which I know will be perfect for him.

It never continues to astonish me how much can be done when you get a few good, motivated people together. And I'm continually amazed by how many good, motivated people there are. When I added my Ironman pal Katie to the email list, I never expected her to step up in such a big way. But I knew she had a huge heart and had done quite a bit of fostering in the past. Almost immediately she offered to foster him and even to drive five hours to the border to pick him up. We won't need the foster home anymore, but WOW ... how cool was that?

By the end of the week Bear will be in his new home in Louisiana, Coin will be in his new home here in town, and I will be one very tired but VERY happy girl. I love this stuff.