Courtney got her new pup yesterday! (If you don't know what I'm talking about.... see here) She decided to name him Waldo. He is super-duper adorable and has the coolest, sweetest personality. I promise I'll post pictures with Fozzie's b-day pictures! Gonzo & Fozzie love him and they all play together already.
Well, the point of this, is to vent about the rescue Waldo is from. ZOMG -
We got there a few minutes early, and waited for 1 hour for anyone to talk to us. This is a cat rescue, with 3 or 4 doxies for adoption. When a woman finally came to help us, she looked at the pictures Courtney brought of her (really pretty, really nice, brand new, dog-friendly) house... and she complained that it wasn't on picture paper, said the pictures were "purple" and "inadequate". Courtney brought a paper certifying the ownership of her house, and the lady said she needed a utility bill. Uh.... ok. Keep in mind that we drove hours to get here. Another employee argued with her that what she brought was fine, and the lady reluctantly let it go.
She then took us outside, and walked Waldo with us. Courtney used to term "weiner dog" and she went on a rant about how that term is "garbage" and that no one should call them that... they're Dachshunds. She talked about how Courtney would probably abandon Waldo when she moved out, because "that's what all the kids these days do"... and when I said Courtney should crate train Waldo to help with house-training and seperation anxiety, she went on ANOTHER rant about how she's had Dachshunds for X number of years, and crate training is abusive, etc. I had to hold back soooo much. But I politely told her that both of my dogs were 100% house-trained in less than a week, utilizing a crate. She started talking about feeding Canidae and she was surprised that I knew what Canidae was... when I told her I fed my dogs Raw, ANOTHER awesome rant about how I am killing them and how Courtney had better never feed Raw. D:
Ok, fine. that was whatever. After much lecturing (3 hours of it, in fact) from this lady... Courtney was signing the papers, and the lady suddenly says "well, you can't take our collar and leash. you have to go get them yourselves." and another woman said she didn't need to bring anything, that they provide a collar & leash. So we leave & drive 30 minutes to a feed store and buy a harness and collar for $25 (which are pretty ugly, btw)... even though I JUST bought him a collar and leash, we just hadn't brought it. The other employees appologized profusely about her, and we could tell they seriously hated her.
Anyhoo, it was a horrible experience... and it really makes me angry, because this one horrible lady is driving people away from rescue in general. She had the worst, most holier-than-thou, elitist attitude. And, even though she acts like she gets joy out of the dogs, I really feel she does not actually love them, it's just something for her to obsess over & be better than everyone at. Even though she's clearly uneducated in many ways. >:[
This story has a happy ending, because we took Waldo away from that terrible person, and he's awesome, and he's never ever going back!
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