
A
couple of days ago a neighbor told me about a girl whose father had died,
forcing her into foster care.

She
couldn’t keep her beloved dog, Rosie, with her foster family so she had to find
a home for her.
As
my neighbor was telling this story, I got a little teary, especially when she
asked if I knew of someone who wanted a sweet 6-year-old 45 pound tri-colored
Aussie named Rosie.
I
told her to email the story and some Rosie pictures so I could post it on my
blog—we would find a home for her.
As
I was about to post the story, the neighbor called to ask me to hold off my posting
it because someone was considering adopting Rosie—she’d know the next day.
I
contacted her the next day and she asked me to hold off another day. I
suggested that I post it anyway because it wouldn’t hurt to have a back up
offer.
Then
she came clean.