So Lonely...

Sometimes it feels as if I don't really belong anywhere. I know I should count myself lucky to be in a loving foster home, but I dream of a true forever family. Molly is gone a lot. She's got a full time job, and she's working on a master's degree in the evenings. She trains Zorro at the Dog Club once a week, and on top of it all she tries to maintain connections with family and friends. Zorro gets to sleep with her at night. I think I'd be a great bed buddy, but Molly says her bed just isn't big enough for a person, two dogs and a cat. I suggested a bigger bed, but that didn't go over so well.

To her credit, Molly is planning on enrolling me in either the next set of Monday or Saturday classes at DOTCORNY. She'd planned to have me in the current set of Friday night classes, but by the time she got around to registering, the class had already filled.

Molly says she thinks I have potential to do well in obedience classes, even though beagles are not traditionally known for excelling in obedience. I already know how to "sit" and "down," and I'm a smart little guy. She says I'm incredibly food motivated and she bets I'd learn to do *anything* for a piece of cheese. I'd love to be going to obedience classes with my new forever family instead of Molly. She's a great gal and all, but I'm a dog that is ready to settle down in a home of my own.

Sorry this post is a little on the depressing side. I really am an upbeat little guy. I just don't understand why finding a family to love me is so hard. The puppies seem to have such an easy time of it and they're not even housebroken! I mean, 5 and 1/2 years isn't exactly ancient. I should still have a solid 7-10 years of loving left for some lucky family. I have so much to offer if you'd only take a chance on me.

-Joker