The other day I made a quick post letting you know a new foster dog had arrived. It was all kind of sudden. Mum and The Will just came home late and when they came through the door, there she was. I apologize for leaving you hanging and am ready for full disclosure.
I’d like to introduce you all to my new foster-sister Kira.
Kira is a three-year old Boston Terrier who came into rescue by owner surrender. Mum says she a Hot Mess. I couldn’t figure out what she was talking about so I looked it up on the internet. Urban Dictionary gave the following definition:
When ones thoughts or appearance are in a state of disarray but they maintain an undeniable attractiveness or beauty.
Yea, that sums it up pretty much. Poor Kira is experiencing a list of different health issues affecting her skin, eyes, ears and congestion. She arrived with a barrow full of medicines and special foods.
Kira is very kind and has been sharing some of her nomables with me. The heart cookies can be compared to a cross between cardboard and sawdust – barely edible. The food is some swanky grain-free brand. It’s actually pretty good, almost as good as my own food. Kira’s been turning her nose up at it though. I don’t mind taking care of her share.
Soon this Hot Mess will be the new Hotness – it’s just a matter of time.