I live for these moments. The scabs are gone, the cuts have healed and my boy is just being a normal, badass, wrinkly dog. Now, I get to just enjoy being his person for a little while. I got to do this with Dougie , sir minimus, Hapi, Jersey, Darby, and now him. These being the fosters that really stole my heart above and beyond the usual. They all moved on to their actual forever homes to make room for the next and G will follow suit when it’s his time. I miss them all but, had I adopted any of them, I would have never met the rest.