I did make it to the Santa Parade with my pal Legend and his dad on Dec. 1st. It was fun, but this last month of the year has been pretty darned quiet since. Mom P says that's normal. Its called the holiday season, and people get really busy with Halloween(& My birthday!), Thanksgiving, Christmas , and New Years plans and festivities. Foster dogs like me don't tend to find new homes until all that hubub is over. Still, I had another set of visitors this week, so ya' never know. These folks live in the city and like the idea of a quiet dog. Once again,we all hit it off, but they left here going on to meet my buddy, Spencer, too; and he's a heck of a nice guy, and almost as handsome as your truly. Wish us both luck. Hopefully, one of us might free up a foster slot
Speaking of foster slots, a new prison class graduates this month. I'll have been here 2 months by then, so will have seniority and squatter's rights here. If anybody has to scramble for foster homes, it will be the new guys. I've got dibbs, here. Mom P also told me not to lose heart. I'm welcome here as long as it takes. Her last foster son, Taz, was with her about this long and got adopted just a week or so before my class graduated and made room for me by moving on to a terrific home. I hear he's already gotten his new folks pretty well trained to pamper him outrageously. His old classmate, Spencer, has been fostered for over 3 months,now, and is still doing fine. I suspect that, like me, he gets treated just like his permanent foster siblings, and thats pretty cushy. I'd like to greet the new year in a new home, but things aren't bad at all here, and like the sports fans say, " There's always next year!" This was a good and adventurous year for me. I'm wishing for an even better one coming up for all of us in 2013.