I joined a rescue group in April. One of the most rewarding and educational experiences of my life! BUT ~ I have to now admit, I am a failure! Totally and completely! Why, you ask......Cause I am now a proud parent of not one, but TWO new dogs!!! My first foster, I couldn't wait to get rid of. He was a totally obsessive/compulsive pibble. The second one, Mr. Smiley, well, was just too cool of a dog to let go of. He needed lots of guidance and support to build his confidence. So, I adopted him and continued to work on his mental stability. He's a really interesting looking boxer/pibble mix. One month ago, I fostered Fozzy Bear. He is the sweetest, most adorable, gentle little boy, I can't let him go either! He has come so far in his rehab that I am afraid to send him off and have him revert back to his stray issues, or worse yet, shut down. So, admission is the first step right? LOL My goal was to foster non-boxers until I was ready to adopt another boxer, then I would rescue from a boxer rescue. Well, didn't get that far! Yes, I am done fostering.....no more unless an emergency. I will be focusing more in the rescue part and transporting along with fundraising. I am dissappointed in myself, my goal was saving pibbles and rehabbing them to rehome. Sigh,... so I let myself down, let my rescue down cause I was one of few who wanted to foster big dogs, and the only one willing to do the pibbles. I am not an animal hoarder......I am a failed foster!