Dan and I have wanted a dog since we first got married, but we have always lived in apartments that sadly didn’t allow pets. When we bought the house in VA, I started the dog search and we knew we really wanted to go the rescue/animal shelter route instead of just going out and getting a puppy.
We inquired about one dog that was in PA. They wouldn’t allow us to see the dog since she had just been spayed and told me to call back in a few days. I called back and she had a family coming the next day to adopt her. I was sad that it fell through and Dan told me to stop looking online at specific dogs. That we should wait til we are in VA, until either a stray wanders into our yard(highly likely) or we can go out to a shelter and look at the available dogs and not have to keep getting attached to a dog that we couldn’t have. He was right, but I didn’t listen.
This past weekend there was conveniently a dog adoption right across the street from us at the HOME FOR GOOD dog rescue group. I ran up our stairs and was out of breath but I said, “DAN! Dog…adoption…across the stre–
He cut me off knowing where I was headed with this, but I convinced him we’d only *just look* and pet them. Well, we unexpectedly found a little 25lb chocolate lab mix who we thought was super sweet. We asked about her, wanted her, and expected to go home with her. Silly us. They immediately did not like the fact that we previously had never owned dogs on our own(even though we have both grown up with them) because they couldn’t contact our vet to check in on us. I explained that we’ve always lived in apartments, we just bought a house and instead of going out and buying a no questions asked, no background check puppy…we wanted to do a good thing and get a rescue dog. I mean, we have to start somewhere. They also asked A LOT of questions about where we lived etc. We were honest with them and said, we live across the street, but we just bought a house and we’re moving in a week. Our apartment doesn’t allow dogs, so the two best options we thought were to A) Take a deposit and hold the dog for us for a week or B) allow my parents to hold the dog for us for 1 week(we could provide them with all their vet information). The women didn’t like that either, but told us she’d have to talk to her boss and that we could fill out the application anyway-which we did. Which was RIDICULOUS. Having to provide 3 non family members who have seen us interact with dogs before. How long the dog would be left alone each day, If we had ever crate trained before, if we had a nanny and if she would be caring for the dog at all, if we only had a partially or all the way fenced in yard. Lets keep in mind that there is no requirement for a fenced in yard to raise an actual HUMAN BEING! Dan and I were pretty shocked that here was a nice, responsible couple looking for a nice family dog, with a house, with a pool, with 17 acres and they were giving us trouble. Did I not just describe dog heaven?? We get that these dogs have been through a lot and they don’t want to give them away to some people who are going to abuse them, but do we look like a couple that has an underground dog fighting pit? I’ve helped turtles cross roads and put baby birds back in their nests, ok? And we are here, because we want to do a good thing and “Dont Shop, adopt!” So stop saying that if you don’t really mean it, people.
I got an email that night telling us our application was denied, since we were moving, it would be “too traumatic to move the dog.” What. The. Actual. Heck. Thousands of people each year move dogs, it is not a new concept. And they moved her from South Carolina to New Jersey to rescue her, so…? I personally think being caged and brought to adoption events every weekend is a little more traumatic. After telling a few people about what happened, almost unanimously they thought we should have just lied about our situation. We wouldn’t have done that, but I’m sure that many people adopting these dogs do lie, since they make it impossible. I’ve since learned New Jersey and New York are the hardest states to adopt from and have the highest adoption fees. They are dogs, not children. They eat poop, they roll in dead mice, they gradually rob us of our stuff by hoarding it in their beds, they think every time they get in the car they are going to the squirrel chasing, butt sniffing, doggie park and not for their shots. And lets not forget, they lick their butts.
I don’t doubt this rescue group wants the best homes for their dogs, but when one comes along and they are denied, you have just sabotaged a good home for a dog and an open spot for another rescue dog to be saved. You aren’t rescuing anymore, you are ruining good opportunities. We walked away shaking our heads contemplating just going out and getting a puppy. But we won’t-we’re going to continue the search down in Virginia and I’m sure we will find another sweet dog to love.