I could never foster a dog. I'd fall in love with it and never give it up. And then I'd end up with 50 dogs.
Actually, I took in a rescue dog once with the intention of keeping him but...that didn't work out in a big way. I cried and cried and cried when I had to give him up but he needed "rehab" to be a good pet. Poor guy...not his fault the way his life had been. To this day I think about him and wonder if he ever got a good home. He was a good dog but totally out of control.
Dancer looks as sweet as can be. Good luck tomorrow...I know it will be awesome getting her.