Becoming a Foster

Freckles died New Year's Day. Two weeks later, I couldn't stand how much I missed her. I began searching online for a new baby girl to come home to.

When I adopted Pebbles, she was sweet, calm and quick to learn. At ten months old, she's still that same pup but with a lot of energy. Once we moved into our new home with a big yard and after snapping a scrapbook full of what I call my daily surprise pictures (piles of chewed up treasures scattered around strategically for me to easily discover), I realized she was just bored out of her mind. Even with Griffin and Rhino, it just wasn't enough. I was sad for her, so, I set out to find the best way to help her through the day.

Enter fostering. I bring in a precious dog who not only gets a second chance at life but becomes a friend of Pebbles. We're all excited to meet each dog that passes through Bella Cashlin. They will be loved.