WHY I FOSTER
Denise Cullom
Fostering is so many things, but most of all...rewarding!
I've fostered 30 foster dogs or puppies since 2016 and each one was a totally different experience. And I've loved every moment! The primary reason I foster is because I know by taking one pup into my home, I am opening a spot in a shelter for another dog to be saved. With every dog I foster, I save another dog's life.
I love animals (all kinds!) and I wanted to give back to the community, so I started volunteering at a local Humane Society -- walking dogs, feeding them, playing with them, etc. They asked if I would like to try my hand at fostering, and I said sure, why not. We already had one dog at home and my husband thought I was crazy for wanting to do this. My son thought it was a grand idea. I wasn't so sure but thought I'd give it a shot, so off I went to pick up my first foster.
I was in a back office and they brought her in. She was a 5-year-old black and white little mixed breed with a long furry tail. I literally thought she was crazy and I questioned my decision for doing this. What was she doing?! She was running in circles with her butt tucked. She wouldn’t sit still and she was panting like she just ran a marathon. AND she was heartworm positive and the staff is telling me I must keep her calm at home as she goes through treatments. Umm...Ok, sure. I had a lot to learn. :)
I quickly realized that once she was home and in a quiet space, she changed. Kennel trauma is REAL. She was so stressed out at the shelter from being dropped off in a strange place with nothing familiar to her. And all the loud noises… and the cold cement floors… and all the strange dogs… and all new people…she was petrified. And that is how her behavior came out.
Fast forward 3 months as she went through heartworm treatment. Candy was the most loving, gentle soul I had ever met. And she was smart! I taught her to sit, lie down, stay, treat, outside, and go for a walk. She would sit politely while we ate at the dining table. She snuggled every night in bed, splitting her time between my son’s room and ours. This little girl went from frantic to perfect – and all she needed was for someone to show her how and love her.
The knowing that I made such an impact on TWO lives (Candy’s and the other dog that was able to take her place in the shelter) made it all worthwhile. I was hooked. And so was my family. It teaches patience and, in turn, we get gratification. They witnessed the impact we have on helping the dog learn to trust; learn to walk on a leash; learn to play; learn what a dog bed is; and even learn to love.
Fostering is just plain fun! Puppies are just goofy and such a hoot! Playing fetch or tug of war with a dog makes you forget about anything else going on in the world. Teaching a dog tricks is pretty neat, because the dog is more adoptable and it gives a profound sense of accomplishment! I think it improved my son’s self esteem because he knew he had a part in the pup’s success.
Fostering is flexible. We all know…Life happens. When I know my son has a heavy sports schedule or we have a big vacation coming up, I don’t foster. When my father was in and out of the hospital, I didn’t have the time or emotional bandwidth to foster, and that’s ok too.
Each animal is different and each one has their own story. Unconditional love helps both the foster AND foster mom (or dad). I fostered one of the dogs from the terrible 2017 Habersham County animal abuse case. This little guy was so traumatized and absolutely petrified. I would spend hours just lying on the ground, not moving, to show him humans are ok and I wasn’t going to hurt him. I helped him work through his trauma and he helped me work through the loss of my mother. Another happy ending! Greggor (now Snickers) was happily adopted by two deacons that did the Blessing of the Animals.
Each foster baby has a special place in my heart. All the volunteers and workers know that when I drop off my foster to get adopted...I am going to cry. A lot. But I always remember… That while fostering, I gave them everything I had so they would have the best shot at finding their furever home.
In the end…I know that I have saved two lives.
And I cry, so they don’t have to.