This story reminded me of a personal memory, which I share below:
https://twitter.com/robrobbedwards/status/1369856008206446593
I had once fostered a dog from a shelter. The shelter sent him to a foster home, mine, because he was showing shelter-stress. The dog grew very attached to me in a day or even instantaneously. But he didn’t get along with my own dog and would start fights with him.
The foster dog was of a smaller size than my dog, but was more resourceful. So in the fights my dog would win hands down. I was thinking of adopting the foster dog for good, but another family really wanted him.Given the chemistry between the 2 dogs,I decided to let them have him
But the foster dog did not know that my home was only his foster home, he thought this was his home for good, and I was his human for good. So when the new family came to take him, he just would not go. He ran after me, barked, dragged himself.A scene etched in my memory forever.
I cried for several days after letting him go. I have not forgotten him since then, how quickly he trusted and loved me. The story however has a happy ending. I periodically check with the family that took him. He is very happy there and the family loves him.
I missed him so much that I adopted the next dog I fostered. Cobb. He is blind and would have fewer homes ready to adopt him. And my first dog, Nash, bosses over Cobb. But Cobb is no pushover and gives it back when he must. My home is full now.
But I still think of the foster dog from time to time. So I just don’t get how one can relinquish a pet, particularly the one who comes back after being relinquished.
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