Well, it's the end of Day One and Max is pooped. He needs a little pillow to prop up his head so he can sleep well.
So far, he thinks this "foster" thing is better than the shelter. He's still a bit nervous - doesn't know what to make of his bigger canine foster sisters but these things take time.
Tomorrow, he'll continue to follow his foster mom around and see what she's up to. Feeling good about freedom though. And feeling good that he was one of the lucky ones that made it out of the shelter alive.
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