One of the things about this summer that the kids enjoyed the most would have had to be this little guy....his name is Homer.
He came into our lives as a foster puppy.
Ciara wanted to volunteer at the animal shelter and she wasn't old enough to be able to do it by herself. So instead we decided to sign up as a foster family for dogs that were too young for the animal shelter.
Homer came to us as an abandoned pup when he was five weeks old...Yummm...couldn't you just eat him up!
The kids totally took ownership of looking after him. They fed him, trained him and cleaned up after him.
They took turns looking after him at night and even got up at night to potty him. Occasionally we would come down in the morning to discover scenes like this.
He may also have been a little spoiled...but only a little.
This was Homer when we first got him...
and this is what he looked like the day he left when he was 10 weeks old.
The good news is that he was adopted on the day he left our house...so no lonely nights at the shelter for Homer. He is now part of a family that loves him as much as we did. In fact they called the shelter recently to ask them to pass on their thanks to us for doing such a great job training him.
Total happy ending.