Hi! Hi hi hi hi hi Every Buddy! It's me me me me me meeeeeee! Franklin the Bordernese!
Mom told me a really cool story about when her name was Foster. She was Foster Mom.
It was when she lived in Illinois. She saw a story online about a little doggie who was at a shelter. The doggie's name was Lucy. A bad man left Lucy outside without any water when it was really, really hot, so she didn't like men. The story said Lucy needed Foster Mom so she could recover. She was scared at the shelter.
Since Mom's name was Foster Mom already, she went to the shelter to get Lucy. She did it when X was out of town because he didn't think her name should be Foster.
Lucy was little and she liked to nap on Mom's lap. Mom made sure Lucy didn't have to look at any men. When X came home, he behaved himself and sat when Mom told him to. Lucy barked at him if he moved. After a while, Mom let X move a little bit. Lucy got used to him and she didn't hate men so much.
Then Mom took Lucy to devotions because she knew some of the men there were very quiet and gentle and would be kind to Lucy. Lucy liked those men right away.
Mom had done her job. Lucy could go back to the shelter to be adopted. Everyone was amazed when Lucy came in the door and wagged her tail at a man who was there to adopt cats.
Pretty soon, Lucy got her Forever Home. Mom was happy, but she still kinda misses Lucy.
Mom's name isn't Foster anymore. Now she's just Mom.
P.S. Hi, Sophie! I promise you that if we ever meet, I will never steal Mr. Orangie from you. He's all yours. I love looking at the pictures of you when you go swimming. You are so brave.