All 6 of mine are foster fails. Either because I fell in love and couldn’t let them go or because they were really “unadoptable” to the general public and just sort of stayed. Molly, the dog in my gravatar, came from a horrible abuse/neglect/abandonment situation and was so terrified of humans that she wouldn’t let me touch her for close to a year. The only time she was comfortable and would relax was around Judd, her “boyfriend”. In her best interest, we decided that she would just live out her life with me..and Judd. They are inseparable. When he goes, I don’t know how she’ll react. She has come so far modeling his happy-go-lucky behavior.
