We have been so busy

that there literally has been no time to post here or anywhere for that matter.
Sadie is doing well. she is still very very thin but we think its because her diet is now made up of raw buffalo. Its horribly expensive, and a very lean meat. Hence the weight problem. she is still having outbreaks but is looking amazing. Her coat is coming back and it is glossy and beautiful. A huge thank you to her foster mom for taking such good care of this dog. Baths every couple of days, the special diet, the vet visits. None of it is easy. And I am forever grateful for her and her wonderful husband stepping up to the plate for the girl.
And then there is Sasha. Her foster mom has been managing to keep Sasha and her own dogs apart. Sasha is not an easy girl to foster. the fact that she won't tolerate other pets makes it a full time job to foster her. She has been living with her foster mom for months now and I had almost given up hope of every finding just that right home. But there is a home for every dog and Sasha is meeting 2 very nice people that are looking to foster her and maybe she will win their hearts over.
Zeke has been adopted. When he went into foster care, I promised that the folks taking care of him that they could not adopt. LOL Well, I lied. Chanone and Scott fell in love with the little bugger and he is now part of their pack. And what a change he has gone thru. He is a loving happy boy that gets along with everyone. He no longer tries to bite or throw temper tantrums when he doesn't get his own way. Every puppy, especially rottweiler puppies need that structure and guideline to live by.
Herbie the love bug still lives in limbo. The court cases just keep going on and on. Its hard for all of us. He has bonded so deeply and is now so comfortable in our home that it will be hard on him to move to another place. But move he must. And I'm torn. Do I place him in another foster home or do I keep him here. The court cases may go on for another year. And who knows how it will all turn out.
There are dogs waiting in the wings to come in. It seems there are always dogs waiting. And I have to make decisions on who I can take and who I can't. Its like deciding who lives and who dies. I hate being the one to make that decision. And it doesn't help when there are other rescues emailing me saying I "should" take this dog and not that one. But they aren't the ones living in my skin. They aren't the ones that have to listen to the voice of my heart.