|Macy melted my heart from Day 1|
My first failed foster, Roxy, was dying from heart disease, the result of the heartworms she came into foster with four years earlier. I was having a difficult time letting go. I loved her fiercely and was unwilling to believe that we couldn’t find the right medical “cocktail” to give her a quality life. And so it was with this on my mind that I set out for Ponchatoula. I didn't know then that I would only have two more months with her.
|Macy, left, with Roxy|
I believe in love at first sight. And Macy melted my heart from the moment I laid eyes on her. I named her Macy, and I call her Macy May when we snuggle.
There was no question that I would adopt her from Day 1. On Mother's Day 2012, I filled out her paperwork and mailed it to BRAT to adopt her (the perks of being the foster and the coordinator!).
|Macy, center, fit right in with Iggy, left, and Roxy|
|Macy, behind me, with Iggy, left, foster Samson and granddog, Oscar|