We headed out the building, as soon as we walked out the door the poor boy threw up a massive amount of water and than squatted to pee. Pretty sure the throwing up was from nerves. Someone else came by and mentioned they had been trying to give him ice earlier and he was just terrified.
I took him into a run, let his leash go so he could walk a around and I say on the bench to give him some space to calm down. He immediately came over to me, put both front paws on my lap and just nuzzles his head into my chest. Of course my heart melted.
I took some photos and hung out with him a bit. You can tell my his picture he was was not a happy camper at the shelter.
I put Petey back into his kennel and proceeded to walk and photograph a few more dogs. When I was getting ready to leave I got a blanket and went back and put it in with Petey.
I couldnt get him out of my head after I left and half joking brought up the idea of fostering him to Matt. Eventually the joking turned serious and Im extremely lucky to have a boyfriend who gave into the idea of fostering.