I got an email from Misty's foster dog Greta.
"Ben, it's Greta here. You met me when you and your Mom came to adopt
Misty. I was the big black Lab that you didn't take home. I've been
following your blog and I'm here to offer words of encouragement. My Mom
and Dad loved Misty from day one. Me? It took a bit of time. You know
she told me off the first day--in my own home! (Oh, and tell Carly not
to take things personally). But things got better the longer Misty
stayed. My Mom told me that Misty, and all the other fosters that we've
had, weren't as lucky in life as I've been so I need to forgive Misty's
transgressions and be kind. In fact I kind of wish she were back here
now. The new foster we have is only 4 years old and he wants to play ALL
THE TIME. I want to sleep. So hang in there Ben. Things will get better
in time."
With much understanding and sympathy,
Greta'
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