Zoe’s new home isn’t new to her. She was fostered by Adele in Los Angeles before coming to Best Friends six weeks ago. Thing is, Zoe was with another dog, Ginger, who she had always been with. Adele wanted to keep them both, but Ginger wouldn’t get along with her other dogs, so instead of separating them, they both came here. But Ginger got adopted last week, by herself, and as soon as she did, Adele came back to officially adopt Zoe. It was a happy reunion.
It always amazes me how much our animals really do remember us. Granted, Adele and Zoe were only separated six weeks, but Zoe knew who was coming as soon as she saw Adele’s car coming around the corner. Every time I had to leave my cats with my parents while I criss-crossed the country interning, I was always knocked over (literally) with love upon our reunion. Every time I go to Park City and see Chloe, months in between, her neurotic squeals just remind me of how much we really bonded in the week before I moved away. Or when I didn’t see my birds for over a year, and when I finally did, they whistled “our” song. Oh yes, they remember us all right. We don’t forget them, and they don’t forget us.
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My girlfriend and I foster dogs for No More Homeless Pets in Utah, and occasionally we’ll see a former foster of ours, and they always seem to light up when we do. Sometimes it’ll have been months since we saw them last, but they still always seem to remember.
Comment by Jeremiah 06.18.08 @ 6:18 am