Applying to be a rescue pug foster mum

 Now that I'm settled back in Australia, I have applied to be a foster mum for the rescue pugs here. I passed the first phase, the phone call. The second phase is the home check and  hopefully that will go well.

Doing this has opened up a lot of emotions that I can't clearly identify and that's ok.  Pugs are an emotional subject for me. Losing Grace was a big event, I am not in horrendous pain anymore but I do miss her. I miss her being in my life. I miss her personality and knowing she was there.

This might sound weird but sometimes I think I can feel a pug on my bed but of course that's not what is happening. I think a lot of people who lose a beloved pet think they can see them or feel them sometimes. I have two pictures of her that I can see from my bed. I also have a beautiful drawing that my sister made for me and it hangs on the wall in a frame.

A lot of people assume there will be a foster fail and I will keep the pug or pugs but we shall see. I think if I can be of service to these little ones and help them transition to their forever homes that would be a very worthy and rewarding activity.

Further, I am settling in to life in Adelaide. I am grateful to be with family. I am grateful for my granny flat in my sister's garden. I am glad I can see my mother and my daughter and be in the same time zone as my university classes.

I am going to do three units next trimester which is a lot for me. I feel a bit daunted by that but let's just see how it goes.  Life is different now and I have more support and more time to devote to study. I am so close to finishing that I really want to see if I can manage three units per trimester or at least get seven done this year.

We have a lovely dog living here called Fizz who is a half kelpie and half whippet, he belongs to my sister and my brother in law.

The house visit is next week on the 13th so let's hope that goes well. I am really hoping that I can become a rescue pug foster mum.

Here is a photo of Fizz: