
Chevy showing off and blowing kisses at an adoption event in San Diego.
It’s been just over a month since I brought home my foster puppy, Chevy, and shared a little about him here – and what a month it’s been!
Chev, as I like to call him, has been through a lot since he came to live with me. He had surgery for a fractured font leg, spent three weeks in a cast, sprained his back paw and was neutered – all in one month! But he’s doing great now and has been an absolute joy the entire time.
I’ve enjoyed every day with him so far, from the energy he has in the mornings when all he wants to do is play, to his company as he snores the day away under my desk at work, to his sweet kisses and cuddly love when he tires out at night. I’ve loved watching him learn to chew on toys instead of my shoes and turn from the puppy that pees wherever and whenever he needs to, to the potty trained boy that sits, stays and let’s me know when he’s gotta go!

Chevy waiting for his "forever" love.

Chev getting love and attention from new friends.
People ask me every day how on earth I’m going to let him go when the time comes. And the truth is, while I know it will be hard, the day Chevy is adopted into a loving home will, by far, be the best day I’ve spent with him yet.
That’s why I’m fostering in the first place, right? To save his life and prevent him from needlessly being put to death because there’s not enough room at a shelter to house him or because some people are so afraid of the stereotypes about pit bulls they wouldn’t even consider adding this sweet, loving animal to their family.
My goal here is to keep him loved and cared for until he finds someone or some family to be his true “forever” love. I will be sad to see him go, but I can’t wait.
He’s ready for forever… and so am I.




