From the moment I met her, I knew Vanya was a survivor. A street pup from Antique, with instincts for survival and definitely her brothers’ protector.
Upon arriving at Toronto Pearson Airport, Vanya and her brother, Willie, were delivered to me for foster care. My twin gremlins, I called them affectionately in the weeks they stayed with me, while we waited for room at the humane society for them to open up. They were a bundle of joy (and exhaustion!).
And then the day came, the humane society had room for them, I was devastated. It’s always emotional sending a foster off on their next journey but leaving them behind without a family, is a whole new level of emotion torture!!
Vanya and Willie are so cute, it didn’t take long for them both to find forever families, Willie has a wonderful young mom who adores him, and he knows it!! He’s got her pretty well trained in the few months they’ve been together and he has learned if he shows interest in anything at the pet store, there’s a pretty good chance it’s going home with him.
Vanya has been adopted by a lovely family who have embraced her confident personality and she is thriving.
I was very fortunately over the holidays to have Vanya’s family make the hour long treck on the 401 to bring her to see me for the first time since I left her at the humane society.
I met Vanya’s family outside, knowing Flipflop would not take kindly to Vanya just strolling back into his home. What I didn’t expect was the excitement from Flipflop and Dahlia upon meeting Vanya’s mom!!! They took an instant love to Marianne, and greeted her as an old friend, and then they saw Vanya with her human brother and dad. I took them over to her and as I suspected, Vanya remembered them right away. She jumped up and started kissing Dahlia’s face, as she did constantly while in my care. She gave Flipflop a quick hello and then came over to me.
She hadn’t changed a bit! She is bigger, of course, and has filled out into a beautiful athletic Potcake and best of all Vanya still has her confidence. When we made our way up to my place, she got so excited as memories of her time with us came back through her senses.
Her family delighted at how happy she was and how she remembered my place, she remembered the elevators and even which apartment was mine, when we got to my floor. Once inside, Vanya delighted us with her usual antics of trying to unzip the couch cushions take out the foam, and emptying the doggie toy box and playing delightfully. That is when she wasn’t saying hi to Sixx (my cat who is very social with all the dogs) or taking a time out of play to run over to me to say hello again.
Despite her obvious thrill to be back at her foster home for a visit, Vanya still protested to being picked up for a snuggle. Just as when I fostered her, she was too busy to want to be cuddled and would only let you hold her for a few seconds. It made me laugh.
It was so wonderful to visit with her and meet her amazing forever family. And as happy as Vanya was to visit and see me, she was quite happy and content to leave with her family. When they had to leave, Vanya ran to the door with her family, her dad said that she is probably just excited to be going outside, and not excited that she was leaving me.
I smiled at his kindness and told him it was the best possible scenario, Vanya remembered me and was happy to see us and spend time here, but when it was time to leave, she knew who her forever family is and wanted to go to her home.