Once it warmed up, the dogs wanted out again. I took a deep breath, told myself Skywalker is so good, and let him out for the first time without a trailing leash. You could tell he was ecstatic!
Later, I glanced out the window and saw that Walker appeared to be chewing on something while Radley patiently watched. Dang, he must have a prairie dog or some other disgusting carrion. I rushed out only to find that Skywalker had... A TOY! He was playing with a toy for the very first time! Squeaking away on Rad's favorite toy while Rad watched. A quick shot (above) before Skywalker, as always, rushed over to me barely shows the toy between his paws.
And if the first toy wasn't tear-jerking enough, just now I looked out the window and Skywalker was asleep in the sun, his head laying on the toy.
Wow. Fostering is great.
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