- Pets and Animals»
- Animal Rights & Welfare
My Pooch Brando-How We Found Eachother
As I thought of the idea of welcoming a pet into our family, being the person that I am I took all into consideration. First of all it I knew we would get a dog. We have been through hamsters that got away. Plenty, plenty of fish…those poor things never did stay alive too long. So ultimatley I knew that we were ready to welcome a dog as our family pet. Now being ready is an important word. Welcoming a dog should be a family affair. There is a lot involved. Walking, feeding, training, picking up the dreaded poop, vet visits, grooming and most of all lots of love. Which we all were ready to give.
So off my family and I would go to the pet stores to see all of those adorable puppies and dogs. Just waiting to have a light bulb hit us and and fall in love with a specific pup. But as we would walk around the pet store, the excitement of possible coming home with a puppy turned into concern and sadness. What had hit me like a light bulb was that these dogs and puppies were just squished in a small living area. No room to play and run around. I swear I could feel them just looking back at me with a, “Are you taking me home”, sad look in their eyes. I couldn’t imagine that this was mentally fit for them. “Shouldn’t they be at least in bigger cages?” I thought. Or maybe even like a big room where they can run around and you can go see the available dogs by standing behind a gate or something. Well I know I’m not a expert on the sale of dogs, so maybe you can say I don’t know what goes into it, but what I do know is that I saw a large beautiful Golden Retriever just sitting in that cage that was way too small for him, and he was sad. Just plain sad.
I was bothered by what I saw. As much I wanted to buy every single dog and puppy in the pet store and rescue them. I knew realistically we couldn’t. So we stopped searching for our pooch at the pet stores. But our search really didn’t stop. Thanks to the invention of the internet, I stumbled across the website called, Petfinder.com. And I was welcomed into the world of pet adoption. Now this makes sense!
I found an organization that fosters terriers. I called the organization, and went through the entire application process. They wanted to know everything about us, how much time do we spend at home, what kind of activities do we enjoy, stuff like that. Which actually impressed me. It felt good in my conscious to know that they were as much concerned to who the dogs new future family would be, as we would be concerned as to what kind of dog they were giving us.
The process took about 3 months but with much patience, they finally found us a dog and we had our first meet and greet. We drove all the way to Pennsylvania, but it was worth it. When we pulled up to the foster mom’s home, we saw our adorable silky terrier running and panting of excitement to meet us. He was only one year old, and when we saw him, the lightbulb hit us, hard. We were in love.
So even though I am not suggesting that no one purchases a dog at a pet store, because those animals also need loving homes. Maybe I’m wrong in saying that they are suffering, some may disagree. I don’t know. But what I can say is that there is nothing but goodness that you feel when you know that you have given a second chance to love and life to a dog or any other kind of pet that otherwise would have been put down to death, or abused for the mistreating or selfishness of its owner. So if you are considering meeting the pet-of-your-life, consider adoption. With the right organization and time, you may find your pooch!