Cam, day three

Today hasn't been easy. To our surprise, Cam was not neutered when we got him and the first two days he peed in several areas of our house, despite our attempts to keep a close eye on him. Two curtains, our bed, a pillow, my husband's work bag and our dog, Estes.

Poor Estes, this isn't the first time she's been peed on.

Today I took him in to be neutered and he handled it like a champ. The hard part will be keeping him calm for two weeks so he can heal--he's basically a puppy in a big, gangly 65 lb body.

Honestly, we weren't prepared for this experience. We were under the impression that he'd be neutered when we got him. Besides that, our house is brand new, and we are considering selling it--so the peeing really is an issue. But hopefully he won't feel the urge to mark his "territory" now that he's had the surgery. Fingers crossed!

I wish I could say fostering is always easy. It isn't. Our girls are thrown off by the change in their routines. We're thrown off by it too and doing our best to provide a loving, stable home to all. The first few nights are always rough as everyone tries to figure out sleeping arrangements and the foster learns what is appropriate.

But he continues to be a loving boy, and despite each one of us in this house being utterly exhausted at the moment, we're forging on.