We have been thinking of offering to foster a doggie for a while, and agreed we'd seriously look into it when I was back from Italy.
And now I'm back and this gorgeous man was having a hard time in the pound, so we offered to take him in, feed him up and teach him some manners so he could find a new home.
We named him Nixon, though he doesn't know that's his name! He has a few peculiarities (sometimes he pointblank refuses to go out the sliding door into the garden) and he's not 100% house trained, but he has a lovely personality. He's such a softie!