Etta went home on Friday.
There isn't much more to say about that, just happiness that this little mutt beat the odds and won the so-arbitrary lottery of shelter dog outcomes and found a most wonderful family of her own.
She did that thing foster dogs do when they know they've found their place: she snuggled up to her new people like she'd known them forever, and she walked out of my life with no regrets at all.
Another of those moments that makes all of this worthwhile.
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