Sweet Sorrow

Molly Tamale may not ever realize how close she came to becoming our first Foster Failure.  The attraction was instantaneous – we brought her home on a Thursday night, and by the end of the weekend Oscar, Foster Dad and I were all head over heels (paws?) in love with her.  

She’s just so dang cute, with those stubby little legs, floppy bat ears and goofy smile.  Beyond that, Oscar seemed to be completely smitten with her from the beginning.  Since Oscar’s approval will ultimately be the #1 factor in determining if/when we ever do add a dog to our family on a Furever basis,  it was impossibly painful to imagine the day she might leave us. Molly settled right into our hearts so quickly and seemed so comfortable with us, that we thought the feeling must be mutual.

But then one day, way too soon, we got The Call from our rescue: a family was interested in Molly Tamale and wanted to meet her.  Even though I knew my response should have been, “Wow, that’s awesome!” I’m not going to lie – my initial gut reaction was, “What?!?  Nooooo! I’m not ready!”  I think my actual reply landed somewhere in between, something like, “Holy crap, is that some kind of record?”  She had only been with us for 5 days at that point, I thought there was no way she’d be leaving us so soon!

In the interest of full disclosure, I’ll admit that during the Meet & Greet, I was secretly hoping it wouldn’t work out. 

But then, something happened at The Tamale’s home visit.  Maybe it was the way Caitlin’s eyes lit up when she saw Molly Tamale again.  Maybe it was the way Molly crawled right into Dale’s lap as he sat on the floor, and showing him a happy tail and “love me” eyes like even Foster Dad or I had never seen from her before.  Maybe it was the way Molly and Ziggy bonded instantly, and seemed truly Meant to Be.

But I think more than any of those things, it was the way I could feel a teeny tiny piece of my heart breaking off, ready to give to Molly Tamale to take with her and keep forever. 

I realized then and there that Molly Tamale was never Ours to begin with.  We were just a layover while she waited for her connection, so she could finally complete her journey.  After six stops along the way, Molly is finally at lucky number seven: Home.

So as I sit here typing, I’m not ashamed to admit I have to wipe away an occasional tear – I mean crap, this one was tough to say good-bye to.  But I’m trying to remind myself that this is why we do this.  Though I will always miss Molly, and I will love her forever, the tears I’m shedding now hold nothing in comparison to the pure joy I feel when I remember that she will never, ever be scared, lonely, cold, hurt, afraid, or rejected again. 

And the best part?  There’s another dog out there right now, who needs our help.  And we are going to help her.


It’s too late to add Molly Tamale to your family, but visit
Agape Animal Rescue’s “adoptable dogs” page
to see who else is looking for their People! 
And stay tuned to meet our next adoptable house guest.



Filed under Our Foster Journey

7 responses to “Sweet Sorrow

  1. So beautiful…totally how I felt when I sent Ginger Rogers off to her new family.


  2. Congratulations to Molly and her new family. She found her happy ending and her forever home because you were strong enough, brave enough, and selfless enough, to let her go. As the lucky adopter of a very special dog who also had a wonderful foster family, I can tell you for sure that you will never be forgotten by Molly’s adoptive family.

    I read this quote recently, and although the context was different, I think it still applies to your situation:

    “It came to me that every time I lose a dog, they take a piece of my
    heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with
    a piece of their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my
    heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they

    –Cheryl Zuccaro


  3. Gosh, I’m all choked up and teary now. Congrats for doing such a great job and leading Molly Tamale to her forever home! Sweet Sorrow captures the sentiment perfectly.
    I took in a second pittie mix last summer after I found her and the shelter labeled her “unadoptable.” Unfortunately she and my other pittie don’t get along. I’ve had Louise 6 months and I’m in love with her but I have to believe there’s the perfect forever home out there somewhere.
    By the way, I came by from Love and a Six-Foot Leash. Keep up the great work!


  4. Beth

    There always seems to be the special one. Mine was Louisa. She lives with her forever Mom in the midwest now. Just the person she needed and the person who needed her but I hope when the time comes for me to adopt again, I can find her spirit in another who needs a home.


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