Quite a few of our fellow foster blog friends write letters to their beloved foster pooches after adoption. I've long admired their letters and have decided this would be a tradition I would copy from them. Little did I know how difficult it was to put all those emotions into words.... but I gave it a shot. So, here's my letter to my Sofa Snuggler....
I can't tell you how easy I thought writing this letter would be. Then I sat down, and my mind went blank. What is there to say to you? This took me a while.
We loved having you in our home. We weren't expecting to foster, but I just couldn't bare letting you stay at a boarding facility. So, home you came with me. Your ability to understand Corbin's limitations when you first came was amazing. I was so worried you'd jump on him or upset him trying to play when he knew he couldn't... but you just seemed to know, and you respected what he could and couldn't do. As the weeks went on and his back started feeling better, you seemed to know that, too. And watching you two bound and play in the yard made me so happy. Corbin hasn't been playful in quite some time, it was a welcome site to my eyes. He enjoyed having you around. We all did.
We loved having you on our couch. We hadn't fostered since Brutus was adopted in October, so I was longing for a snuggle buddy. I know you preferred Adam over me, but you didn't lack in my snuggles when I needed them. I loved having you as my reading partner, snuggled up with a blanket. No one snuggles quite like you.
We loved watching your little ears. Up, down, sideways, back, up. They were like little radars and I always wondered who's signal you were trying to read. And, your wiggly butt. That little butt wiggled so much, I swore some days it was going to fall right off. But, you loved to wiggle. "Sit" = wiggle wiggle wiggle. Although frustrating when trying to do some training, who could refuse to smile at that wiggly butt?! And the pout on your face when we finally nailed the "sit" and you realized sitting means no wiggles.
I know you'd rather be wiggling, Sophie.
We love seeing you loving life in your new home. What a journey it has been for you, Sophie. From a starved, mange covered, chained 6 month old puppy, to a healthy, soft, snuggly 1 year old house pup. I know you're thankful for life. You can see it in your eyes, they lead directly to your warm soul. I know some things in this life you'll never take for granted.... couches, kisses and snuggles. I thought you'd get scooped up my some great family right away, but you stayed with us for a little longer than I expected. I have no complaints, you are a fantastic friend. I couldn't be happier with the home you picked. I know you'll be loved and cared for and given all the snuggles in the world.
Have a great life, my Snuggle Lover. I'm honored to have been a small part in your magnificent life.
Your foster momma, Jenn