It's day 4 with Kermit!

Yes, four days ago I became a foster mom to an adorable, beautiful 12 week old Akita.  He came to me when my friend who fosters many asked a big favor.  Since he was already in the midst of housetraining, if he was put in another home, he would have most likely reverted to piddling around the house.  He also has some neurological problems, and looks like he has a "bobble head" or like I like to call it, "puppy parkinson's."  His balance is a little off, so when he's running, he'll either tumble along or run into some things.  No matter, "bumbles bounce!"  What was the most shocking is that my husband said yes to fostering!!  Didn't expect that one at all.  My girls get along with Kermit well enough.  My 5yo has a fear of any dog that isn't ours, but she's letting Kermit come near her, and plays with him or reads to him when he's in his crate.  My almost 12yo has been very helpful, spending time running him around the yard so he gets nice and tired out for the end of the day.  This has been an interesting experience with my family, and I'm really enjoying the fact that everyone pitches in to help take care of him.