Today my mom's cousin (from here on known as my Aunt - I never could figure out the whole cousin, 2nd cousin, etc. thing) took home her new dog, Duchess. We took Duchess in as our foster 2 weeks ago - first known as Mikey then Minnie when it became clear he was a she :) Aside from a little growling at our 2 dogs, she was a laid back, easy going dog. I knew my Aunt had been thinking of getting a dog, so I gave her a call and told her about the future Duchess. An adoption app and a couple hundred bucks later, and Duchess had a new name and a new mom.
When my Aunt came to pick Duchess up today I couldn't help but smile watching her with her new dog. My Aunt will always have a special place in my heart because she was one of my mom's closest friends and cousins. And they resemble each other - which right after my mom's death made me sad, now it makes me smile. Not quite as good as having my mom back, but heartening just the same. As my Aunt put on Duchess' new collar and leash, giving her loving pets and smiles, I realized that one of the things I love the most about fostering is watching normally mature, reserved adults become kids again, kids getting their first dog. I love it. I have decided that my goal in life is to find a job where I get paid to do nice things for people, things that make people feel good about themselves and the world, things that people appreciate it and will never forget. Any career suggestions?
nursing!
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