We are thrilled to announce that Carly has been adopted! Her foster home is now her Forever Home, just in time for Christmas. There are times when a dog is just so special and needs just the right mix of human and dog friends, in order to truly blossom. This was the case with Carly. Her foster family, resident dogs included, have made Carly feel secure and happy. Her playful personality has emerged and her family can't imagine her living anywhere else. A Forever Home, the best gift EVER! Congrats, Carly!
Dogs that are brought into our homes as fosters are sometimes lost, in every sense of the word. Everything is new - the people, the food, the routine, the scent. Some have rarely, if ever, been allowed to put their paws inside of a house. They do not know how to trust, or how to give and receive affection. They do not understand that their next meal is Guaranteed. We humans try our very best - we give them space and time. We are gentle, understanding the need to take things slowly. However, we are often surprised to find that our foster dogs' biggest advances have little to do with us. Many times, it is our resident d...
How much of a difference can I possibly make?
Can fostering one dog really help that much?
YES!!! To that one homeless, unloved dog, you will make a WORLD of difference. Take a good look at these photos of Carly.
*THIS* is what fostering is.
*THIS* is what fostering does.
Look into her eyes, and look into your heart. Do you have room to help just one? Contact Perfect Match today, and we'll introduce you to the wonderful world of fostering.
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I know many of you are at work on this Tuesday afternoon, a little bored, and sitting there thinking: "Gee, I wonder what that Carly girl has been up to?" Well, funny you should ask! I've been really enjoying the company of the other dogs here in my foster home, especially Pedro. He likes me a lot & even lets me share his special blanket with him. I also am secretly obsessed with my foster mommy. See, when she's not looking, I sneak into her room and make off with something of hers. Then, I tip-toe back to my crate, and hide my stash there. Sometimes it's a pair of jeans, sometimes it's a shoe. Sometimes it's a whole...