One year ago today, we met Anna in a college parking lot to pick up or 9th foster through OTAT. He was scrawny and terrified, but I was pretty sure he’d be snatched up asap due to his chill personality and beautiful coat.
2 days into fostering, I was smitten but held back making a permanent decision knowing that I’d fallen for plenty of dogs before him.
5 months later, I realized he wasn’t going anywhere. He’s grumpy, kind of a jerk, and incredibly gassy. I can’t imagine waking up to any other dogs’ horrible breath directly in my face every morning. We love you, Rutabaga.
Oh! And we are making this a dual welcome home/birthday celebration since we will never know when the Ru-man was actually born. So, Happy 3rd, 4th or 5th birthday to my wonderful dude!
P.S. I promise no baths or ear cleanings on your special day.