|Barked: Mon Jan 30, '12 12:04pm PST |
|I understand that rescues need to have rules and criteria to evaluate potential homes. I never had a problem with filling out applications, submitting references, and home visits. What I could not stand was the attitude.
At the time I was so excited to finally be getting a dog. I had dreamt of getting a dog of my own (not a family pet) basically since I was 8. I had made up my list of characteristics I was looking for and a set of questions to ask rescues. So, I scoured Petfinder looking for dogs that seemed to be a good match, filled out applications or emailed the rescue with questions, and waited...and waited. In many cases, I never heard a response. I sent follow-up emails and made phone calls when I could. If, by some miracle, I got a hold of someone, they were usually terse and uninterested in me or my questions. Each unanswered email was a heartbreak. There were weeks that I cried so much that BF almost stopped me from looking at dogs.
What I got from the experience is that most rescues would not find me a suitable pet owner. I am young, live in an apartment with no yard, and at the time, did not have any previous pets. One can make all the usual excuses about how rescue volunteers are swamped, how they care about their animals, and how their first commitment is to find the perfect home. None of it justifies their demeanour.
That's how I got interested in brittanies. As terrible as this may seem, the real reason I decided to adopt a brittany was...the people were nice. That's it. I had never heard of the breed the first time I called about a dog. The woman talked with me for an hour about my lifestyle and the basic needs of the dogs. At the end of the conversation, I asked whether a brittany would be appropriate for me. Her response: "yes, but you will need to choose carefully". That was perfectly acceptable for me (and I suspect for anyone who really loves and wants a dog). So I chose carefully, and at each step of the process, someone in the rescue was there to help and cheer me along. And I ended up with Duke, who I cannot live without.
I guess my point is that rescues are doing themselves a disservice. They may care about their dogs, but their marketing and people skills are often terrible. After my ordeals, I can see why would-be adopters turn to Craigslist and newspaper ads.
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