I've been in touch with Bagel's new dads almost every day. He's settling in but according to them, still misses me. Does he really? I know that I'm more affected by his leaving us than I'd like to admit. We've had, and will continue to have, foster dogs in our home and our lives. I love each of them as if they're my own but I suppose I hold something back with them that I don't do with my own. Bagel is different. His eyes looked deep into my soul, we were closer than I've been to any dog, including Alice, including Ellie. I kind of hope it doesn't work out for him and he comes back to us, though I know that on a lot of levels, he's better off where he is. But am I better off with him there?

I know, it's not about me. It's about those silly 4 (sometimes 3) legged ones who need help in their most desperate hour. As my friend Dave says, they're all little souls and they all deserve a chance.

And to both of the families who gave up on Bagel, I still say and will always say FUCK YOU. He is the sweetest guy, deserves more than you gave him. They all do.