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Fostering

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Good day!

The last 2 days have been really fulfilling and I cannot be more thankful for the experience. If anything similar happens in future, I can say with certainty I will do the same again even if it means going against the most authoritative figure at home.

All began on Thursday late afternoon.

It was raining when my brother called me and told me he had brought home 2 puppies. They were abandoned in a box near a rubbish bin at my lift lobby. According to my brother, there were other boxes stacked on top of the box the puppies were in and he heard lots of squealing. Of course, without thinking twice, he picked them up and brought them back home.

It was the right thing to do. I was so excited upon hearing the news I couldn't concentrate during my last tutorial! As soon as class ended, I postponed dinner with SJ just to rush home for them.

I wasn't expecting the mother to be home so soon since there was no response on Whatsapp but we all knew what her reaction was going to be - she was boiling mad. The kind of mad I haven't seen my entire life and I knew she was genuinely upset for all the wrong reasons.

In fact, I couldn't understand her at all. Every time we suggest having a second dog at home, she just goes all crazy, citing all reasons possible to justify her decision. In the end, all we can do is give in because the one ultimate reason she uses every fucking time to get things her way is: this is her house and because we're living under her roof, we have to abide by her rules regardless. It's a fucking one-way communication link with her.

Anyway, she threw a huge fit. I had never been more fed up than I was that evening. I eventually ignored every other word she said and went to look at the puppies.

To my delight, I found them curious creatures greeting me from their box! (We couldn't let them out because the mother was home) but I let them roam around my brother's room with his door closed.

Chester

I immediately fell in love when I saw him. I mean, how can you not?! He was truly traumatised and was too afraid to approach anyone. I think even stepping foot on our floor made him tremble but he got used to it after a while. Even if he never got close to any one of us, he eventually became comfortable enough to explore the ground on his own. But he's such a delicate fellow. He often looked at me softly and I'd shower him with lots of kisses. Each time I pick him up, he'd whine because he was afraid and he'd always cling. He often puts his head against my chest/sleeps against me. Just how insecure must he have felt? :'(

Nova

She is an explorer! I've never met such an adventurous pup. Even though she might have gone through some real hardships before we took her in, she was as brave as ever. She's got the nicest character and would definitely make a great play partner. She was always whining for attention, whining to be let out of the box. She sure is intelligent. Whenever I came around, she'd jump for me to carry her out. I love the way she's so lively and cheerful!

My siblings and I were really keen on keeping Chester because Shelty doesn't get along well with hyperactive dogs. Nova also kept going after his tail because she's teething and I suppose Shelty's fluffy tail must have seen like a toy to her. But the mother was extremely against the whole idea.

The same night we brought them home, I reached out to the public via Facebook. I looked for interested parties and my friends very kindly helped me spread the message. The response was amazing.

I received countless love calls for them and even till today, people continue to enquire about them.

I just want to say thank you for every one who expressed their concern and offered to help, as well as expressed their interest in raising the puppies. I am very thankful and I am really glad these 2 darlings are on their way to their forever homes. :')

Below are a few pictures I took when they were still in my care. Enjoy!

"Hmm, what is that shutter sound?"

Overly attached to the computer chair

"Oh my, there's a (huge) handsome dog!"

Snooooooooooooooze

The epitome of boredom

"But I smell MacDonald's!"

"Is there anything that's gonna fall from the sky?"

"It is time for my afternoon nap"

"I genuinely enjoy this spot"

"May the walls protect me from anything nasty"

"Hello human, I know you!"

"Yes, you may proceed to squeal over my overflowing cuteness"

"Sorry, what?"

Shelty is the least bothered with the pups

"Did you call me?"

The next 2 photos are my favourite. Please be prepared to melt:



Following 2 were sent to me by Valerie (a volunteer at SOSD) while the pups were on their way to the vet:


She sure is one explorer

As of last night, Nova has been given a clean bill of health. Chester, on the other hand, was brought in with a slight fever, and was a bit bloated (probably due to worms) but all else is well. :-)

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It was honestly difficult for me to see them go. I almost bawled my eyes out. It was such an enriching experience and I will always remember the way they taught me to love them. But I am also very glad they've found better homes. :-) To the adoptive parents, a huge thank you! You guys are seriously one of the best people around.

I am very proud of myself, if I may say, for fostering these babies for a night. Despite all the hardship and arguments I had with the mother, I remained true to my beliefs and stood firmly for what I value. Yes, I still do find the mother was being too unreasonable but now that the pups are off to better homes, I cannot be more grateful.

Spending one night with them was simply amazing. I forged a beautiful relationship with them and even as they peed all over the house, I couldn't be more happy to see them bouncing around. :')

One of my goals in life is to become a foster parents for these animals without a home. Another one is to sponsor a dog through SOSD's programme. Call it a way to give back to the society although the society hasn't done very much for me (in my opinion), I'm always aiming to a be a bigger person than I was yesterday.

Whoever abandoned Nova and Chester (named by my sister), I will not wish you the worst but I hope one day you realise and regret what gems you've given up on. These 2 are just wonderful creatures - so inquisitive, so attention-seeking, so loving; I will absolutely miss them. But I wish them the best and I know they'll receive the love and care they truly deserve. :')

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