Numerous weeks ago, I saw a shivering elder in a kennel at HSNB who was a good candidate to be transferred to Muttville in San Francisco. Lana came up to sniff my fingers. I had room for one more foster at the time, so I asked to foster her until the transfer, especially because I’ve always been partial to special needs and senior dogs. That transfer to Muttville was today. I have pretty much fallen in love with all of my foster dogs, but not all of them fall in love with me the first day, the way this deaf little girl, Lana, did. She was not shy about flanking me the entire time she was with me. She was a joy day and night, and I’m missing her dearly already. I’ve learned with foster dogs that can bond so easily that they are highly adoptable and will be able to love someone else, while I make room for another dog that needs a break from the shelter and to get ready to be adopted. Muttville is such a well-resourced organization; I predict she will be fully adopted this week. There’ll probably be people fighting over her as she is a spry 12-year-old with no apparent health problems and a wonderful personality. This morning she knew something was up because she started shivering, so I put on a sweater that fit her well before handing her over to the volunteer who is transporting her. I will be able to track her progress and even watch her on video with the live feed they have on Muttville’s site. I intend to set up the same system when we get our permanent building fully renovated eventually at Humane Society of the North Bay. I’ve still got four dogs here at the house, including two foster dogs that were slated to be euthanized in Stanislaus County, so the work on getting them adopted out is just beginning. I also know there will be more coming in the future while I take care of my forever dogs, Bonnie and Snoopy.