Dear Daisy,
Yesterday you left our home with your new Mom, Dad, and fur brother, Madie. My heart took a beating as you left, but you need to trust me on this decision for you to move on to this next chapter in your life. As much as I will miss you, I feel so grateful for you to have been a part of my life and, most importantly, for the G Family to want you as one of their family members.
After they left from their visit with us, I was so excited for you to have such a caring, compassionate couple who - even after hearing about your past stressful life, your very strong lack of trust in humans, and let's not forget about all the countless shoes and slippers you have somehow snuck off with and decided to use as a chew toy - said, "Yes, she is perfect for us."
There are few families who could take you on, so I know you have a Guardian Angel watching over you that sent the G family our way. I have such a good feeling about you spending your Golden years with them. Even though I did not want to withdraw my protective arms that have been wrapped around you for so long, it was time to release you and allow your new family to love and cherish you as we all did here.
They will have all the patience and love for you to continue to blossom, so be brave, my sweet girl. I promise you that you have finally reached your final destination to a loving home. You, my girl, are so deserving of this family.
I cannot wait for you to start to feel comfortable there so you can start to show them your cute little personality that you have: how, when you know it is time to eat, you get so excited, you jump up on your hind legs and dance around; or when you want to join in on a game of wrestling, you approach so timidly, but still come up with your little hinder shaking with excitement and begin to gently paw at us to let us know that you want to play, too.
And yes, I'm sorry, but I had to give them a heads-up that you are a true pack rat. If something comes up missing, the first place to go is Daisy's crate and begin to dig through all of her little prized possessions that she has found throughout the house. You must have planned on giving yourself a manicure when I came across that bottle of nail polish in your bedding.
Just last night, Foster Dad asked if anybody saw one of his slippers, and your foster sister Ellie's first response was, "Did you look in Daisy's crate?" Or another time when Ellie's favorite stuffed animal came up missing, as she was looking around the house for it, I heard her mumble under her breath that she will probably find it in Daisy's crate. You have left me with so many fond memories of you that whenever I will think of you, you will always put a smile on my face.
And boy, did you prove a lot of people wrong. Do you know how many times I heard you would not come around. Or how I could read the minds of people who had the same thought, but just did not have the heart to tell me. But then you also had your fans who were always excited to hear about Daisy's latest update and progress. I always knew you had it in you; you just needed a little guidance from your foster fur siblings, Billy, Sydney, and of course big Ol Lucky.
Daz, I know you never met this lady by the name of Oprah, but little do you know how she has had a HUGE impact on your life. She is the reason you have been so fortunate to have found your new family. You see, the G family had planned on going out and getting another puppy from a breeder for their sweet Madie to play with. But after watching the Oprah episode on puppy mills, they knew that it was not a option to go that route, so they searched out a rescue group.
They remembered seeing RAGOM at the state fair, so they looked them up on the net, came across your sweet, adorable face, and fell in love with you. My only wish is that more animals in need will be as fortunate as you were.
Even though the last time you saw us, we had tears in our eyes, but just remember they were also tears of happiness for you. You are such a strong-willed girl and you have come so, so far. I'm very proud of you and I will be counting down the days when I can come visit you next month, and if there is one thing that you can do for me, please do not be too hard on their shoes and slippers.
Oh, by the way, your new name, Sadie? I love it!
XOXOXO,
Foster Mom