10/08/2025
This morning feels so "off." I am used to the pack wiggling their butts excited to see a human awake. It was quite a scene in the morning.
Today there was one less bowl to fill. One less wiggling butt. One less forehead to kiss. One less beautiful soul to gaze upon.
I am writing to express my gratitude for Weimaraner Rescue of Texas (and all WRT volunteers) for giving me the opportunity to foster Wilson. I am also writing to thank all of you who loved him virtually. To those of you who donated to his cause and Amazon Wish Lists. This could not have been done without you.
He wasn't easy. And if I am being fully transparent - I had numerous breakdowns. I wanted to give up - up to and including yesterday. If it weren't for his co-foster Jen and Joann, I may have.
Now that he is gone; I realize I simply had foster fatigue. If anyone is considering fostering, please be patient with the process and yourself. The reward of saving a life that someone else discarded cannot be explained.
When we knew it was time, Jen and I ran to Michael's to get an ink pad and paper to get the last "boop" and his paw print. I loved that that they had an ink pad in Weimaraner colors!
Wilson passed peacefully surrounded by me, Joann and Jen. He laid on the blanket that was made especially for him. All of us had our arms on him and I laid on his back. This was actually the first time I could cuddle him as cuddling wasn't his "thing."
I got the last kiss before his departure. That moment will be imbedded in my heart forever.
I will be taking this page down soon. Again, thank you all. đź’”
