Puppies and Promises

Bear: Foster Mom! I want outside to play with Rommie (carrying his stuffed toy to the door)

Me: You know you aren’t supposed to take toys out there

Bear: Please foster mom??? I’ll bring it back, I promise.

Me: Sigh, ok, I need to find the rest of toys you guys have taken out there anyway.

Bear: Thanks Foster Mom!!!

30 minutes later

Bear: Foster mom can I come in?

Me: Sure (Opens door)

Bear: (walks in carrying his toy) See I told you!

Me: Yes you did! Can I have a Bear kiss?

Bear: Foster Mom, you got one this morning that should be enough!

Betsy to the Rescue

Betsy: Foster Mom, the water dish is almost half empty and the cats have decided to use it as a toy box. I prefer a full, clean water dish for my drinks

Me: Ah, let me fix that

Bear: Toys? In the water dish? Let me see!!! (sticks his head and chest over the water dish as I am picking it up)

Me: Bear! Move! You are going to make me spill the water

Bear: But Toys!!!

Betsy: Fresh water please

Me: Ok, you deal with Bear

Betsy: Bear! Move!

Bear: (Moving away from the dish) Sheesh, you don’t have to be a grump!

Me: Well that was easy…

Foster Mom Hazard Pay

Me: Bear did you notice I am cleaning the kitchen

Bear: uh no

Me: Didn’t you wonder why I was walking back and forth in the same area?

Bear: Nope, it made it easy for me to find a place to lay down

Me: What happens when I step on you because you are in the middle of my path?

Bear: Foster Mom, you would never step on me

Me: Sigh. Ok, who exactly do you think is going to foster you when I end up in the hospital because I “didn’t” step on you?

Bear: Foster Mom, you’re funny (stretches out on his back)

Snuggle Bear

Me: (Snuggling Bear)

Bear: Foster Mom, I want down

Me: Are you sure? You just got up here.

Bear: Yes I want to get down.

Me: ok (sets Bear on floor)

Bear: (looks around) Uh Foster Mom?

Me: Yes?

Bear: Can I get in your lap?

Me You were just in my lap and you wanted down.

Bear: I was? Are you sure? Can we snuggle???

The Rumor Mill

Lady: Noise! I heard a noise!

Betsy: Noise! Scary Noise! Lady heard a Noise!

Ariel from the backyard: Noise! (scratching frantically) I’m gonna die!!! Let me in!!!

Foster Mom: (Lets Ariel bounce in) Betsy? What’s Wrong?

Ariel: There was a noise!!!! We are gonna die!!!!!

Betsy: Noise!!! Scary, Scary Noise! Lady says so!!

Foster Mom: Lady?

Lady: Yeah?

Foster Mom: Scary Noise???

Ariel: Are we gonna die????

Lady: Ummm maybe not

Bear: (Yawning) What?