I have been fostering animals for several years now, and it is always a life-affirming experience. If you have the time and space, it is well worth it, I assure you. Almost 10 years ago now (where does the time go??), my sweet calico Polly passed away from cancer. I had her annual wellness exam in January, but in May I found some lumps in her floppy tummy. She had a mastectomy, but a few months later she died from lung complications as the cancer had already spread to her lymph and went everywhere. I took her to the vet to take that last step, and she would up dying in my arms in the waiting room. We finished our time together quietly sitting together gazing adoringly into each others’ eyes. Mine were blurred with tears, but the adoration was there just the same.
That experience was something I would not wish on anyone, although anyone who loves a pet will know how it feels one day. I didn't want another pet. I still had my tabby, Oliver, who enjoys the company of other cats, so I began fostering. Polly left a huge hole in my heart, so while I don’t want another pet, I am able to take in piles of fosters without wanting to keep any of them. Who knew being dead inside would make the perfect foster??
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