Boomer gets kind of left out of my writings a lot. He's not the attention hog that Phoebe is. So this entry is all about Boomer, our #1 dog.
Boomer came to us the day after my 2nd german shepherd, Jasper, died. I had dreamed of fostering for years but with the GSDs, it wasn't really feasible. So when Jassy died (Sammy had crossed the bridge 6 months earlier), I emailed a local acquaintance who I knew was lightly involved with rescue and told her if she ever needed a fosterer to let me know.
The next day, she called me and said she was coming over with a dog named Fritz.
I wasn't really expecting to have another dog in the house so soon, but having a new dog around gave my life a new purpose and prevented me from just moping and dwelling on my loss of Jassy & Sammy. Plus, the presence of another dog in so many ways kept the spirit of Jassy & Sammy alive.
Fritz became Boomer, which he responded to right away. A month into having him, it was Tyler who made the statement that Boomer was here to stay.