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.