My Journey in Dog Fostering: The First Heartbreak

In my senior year of college, I fostered a dog for the first time. Due to an unfortunate mixup in housing registration and other unforeseen circumstances, I lived alone in a three bedroom apartment close to campus. Living alone was, quite obviously, lonely. I wanted a companion, and since I couldn’t find one on twoContinue reading “My Journey in Dog Fostering: The First Heartbreak”