Day 1: Picking them up

So this is what actually happened.  I always wanted to foster dogs since our baby dog, Fuzzy is adopted by the rescue group.  Fuzzy was rescued from puppy mill.  We love her and wanted to give same chance to another dogs.  My hubby was not so into fostering but he agreed thinking that we will get puppies. 

So here is the photos of our fostering dogs (front= Angel and Precious = behind, ) getting all checked out.  Weight: both weighted 9.7 pounds (so small!!  Our Bingo, chihuahua is over 10 lbs).  Bad skin condition (especially Angel, darker one).  Bad ears (not sure if they have ear mites).  Nails too tangled with poop and matted hair to be trimmed.

Here is one of tags attached to Precious and Angel... Just a number... makes me very sad.  My 10 year old said "we must give them special names... not numbers, mom"  It made me so proud of him!  Actually he was the one named Angel and Precious.

Once we got home (after 12:30 am!), we gave medicine and flea bath.