After our first foster, who was with us for four months, and I might add they were the wet, muddy winter months, we went almost immediately into picking up our second foster. That foster was only with us for a few weeks before being adopted right here in the neighborhood by a greyhound owner that I used to run into in the park. But more about that later. When that foster was adopted, I said to Mike, “You know, I’ve got a few projects I’d like to get done. I think I’ll wait a while before taking on...
