One person's trash is another's treasure...
Having worked for RSPCA QLD and RSPCA NSW plus fostered for a few rescue groups, I have seen first hand how many animals end up in situations that they don’t deserve. Fortunately, there are some great people in the world who are happy to take up the slack. While fostering I have shed many tears, cleaned up loads of pee and poo but it has always been worth it. Especially, when I get pictures of my previous fosters in their forever homes.
I know exactly how long I have been fostering dogs and cats because I still have my very first foster dog, 15 years later! His name is Zappa, a cattle dog that has taught me so much.
Zappa and his 5 litter mates were only around 6 weeks old when they were brought into RSPCA NSW. They had a very contagious disease and their future wasn’t looking so bright. A red pup that I later called ‘Henry’ made eye contact with me, gave me a pleading look and I knew I’d be taking the whole litter home with me in inner city Sydney. The pups quickly got better and were adopted into amazing homes. Zappa took a little longer than the others to improve so stayed longer, he was the runt of the litter, in poor condition and was hit hardest by his disease. As soon as he was better he was adopted by some friends. The home didn’t work out and at around 6 months of age, he came home with me and has stayed ever since.
He was a challenge to begin with, if you’ve ever owned a cattle dog in an urban area- you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about. The Australian Cattle dog is unequivocally, my favourite breed but they’re not a breed for the faint hearted. A random cattle dog saved my life when I was 18 years old and I have had a soft spot for them ever since. Unfortunately, due to some of the ‘quirks’ of the breed, many end up in pounds and shelters.
If you ever have the chance, I recommend giving fostering a go. You’ll be repaid in many licks or purrs.