My Frannie is back. I got a call last Thursday that it just wasn't working out. If you read my post about her adoption, I just wasn't confident that it was going to work out. The barking wasn't a problem, it was her aggression. She TERRORIZED their pug Charlie to the point that he didn't want to be in the same room with her. She AGGRESSIVELY took toys away from him. Well, not to be unkind, but if any of this is true, I think the little guy lacks cajones...lol!
Anyway ~ when I picked her up she went absolutely crazy when she saw me. I am sorry it did not work out for her. I hate that her life has once again been disrupted. I just am having a real hard time believing what was said about her. Granted, I wasn't there, but she is the sweetest thing. She has quickly fallen back into her routine with me. I think she may have another forever home lined up. I am so tempted to make her my foster failure, but if I do adopt her, my fostering days are over.