This post is a continuation of the Lost Dog on My Doorstep series. Previous posts can be found HERE.
In Part 4, Gracie was finally getting to leave boarding and go home with her foster parents. Her foster mom was going to be picking her up Monday afternoon, and needless to say, I was anxious to get an update about how things went on her first night at her foster home.
Why be anxious? Well, on Monday morning I got the news that Gracie had torn up the isolation room at the vet. Like really torn it up, lol. Okay, I shouldn’t lol. It’s not funny. There was no word on whether we would be receiving a bill for the damages.
Well, poor girl… after 20 days in boarding, she was going NUTS. I would’ve been too. This was vet boarding, not fun doggy daycare/dog hotel kind of boarding. Read More →