Why I'm a Hypocrite...can you love too much?
I recently published a Hub titled, Save a Pet! Stop Buying and Start Adopting! where I discussed the importance of adopting, rather than purchasing pets. I even went as far as to post pictures of several pets across from the States whose time was running out, and were scheduled for euthanasia in the event that they were not adopted in time.
My husband and I currently have three pets, a Bengal Cat named Jack, a Miniature Pinscher named Bailey, and the most recent addition to our home, a beautiful 6 week old female Rottweiler puppy (any name suggestions are appreciated) that we brought home Tuesday night. All are from breeders.
Now you may be thinking, "How could you post a hub about adopting animals one week and then buy one the next?" But you shouldn't, because I already said that I am a hypocrite.
Before I get too deep into it, let me start off by saying that I still support the hard work and dedication of the volunteers of animal rescues. Hypocritical or not, I still intend to volunteer my time and maybe eventually my home to the cause, but for now, here's my story:
Some of the Reasons We Have Been Denied...
Because we have 10 acres and our yard is not fully fenced, a hawk could swoop down and pick up a small puppy.
Our pets are not up to date on vaccinations (they did not mention that they would be calling, or I would have let them know that our vaccination records are at a vaccine clinic, not our regular vet).
The dog requires a fully fenced yard (We have 10 acres, 6 of which are protected wetlands)
We vaccinate our animals too much! One rescue required that the dogs be vaccinated no more than every 3 years (tell my vet that!), and I was denied because I mentioned that my pets were scheduled for their yearly vaccinations.
I asked if the Rottweiler had a docked or full length tail (apparently that is offensive to some).
Two years ago, while browsing the local classifieds, i came across an ad for Bengal kittens. After seeing the leopard spotted, "glitter" covered angels, I knew I just had to have one. It was the personality of a dog with the self-sufficiency of a cat. What could be more perfect? So I drove and hour and a half to pick up my $300 little leopard baby, oblivious to what hell was about to erupt. Jack spent much of his first year and much of my wages at the vet for what started as an "inappropriate elimination" problem. And by "inappropriate", I mean that aside from the litter, he was also using my bed, my pillow, the couch, the ceiling tiles, and on a few occasions, me.
And after the many "solutions" did not work, we accepted the fact that we would have to live our lives around Jack, with doors closed, and submitting to his many demands. I promised myself that I would adopt from then on.
When I married, my husband brought his Rottweiler Gizmo and I brought Jack the cat into our new home. Months later, I decided that I absolutely must have a Min Pin. I browsed the pages of Petfinder.com daily for "the perfect dog." I applied for both Grady and Diesel, two young black & tan Min Pins that seemed as if they would fit well with our little family. I was denied on both applications and for different reasons. We then bought Bailey from a breeder (for 3 x the price of adoption fees), and after taking a year to potty train, we decided that we would once again commit to adoption only and never again pay more than $250 for a pet.
In January, our beloved Rottweiler died of Osteosarcoma at only 6 years old. Bailey became without his buddy, and the energy that he had previously spent playing with her was now all on me. Months later, we began fostering puppies for a local no-kill rescue to decide whether or not we were ready for another dog. We fostered and helped find forever homes for 6 wonderful (and 1 not-so-wonderful) little puppies, and finally decided that we were ready to find one of our own. I applied for 8 different Rottweiler puppies from 8 different rescues, and was denied every single time. Despite the fact that we have volunteered with a rescue, despite the fact that we provide a great home on 10 acres in a safe area, despite the fact that we provide our animals with regular vet care and the best food, we were not found to be suitable for the pets that we had applied.
Feel free to judge me. Call me a hypocrite; tell me I add to the problems of animal over-population and unnecessary euthanasia. I'm fine with that.
But I still support the efforts of animal rescues. And I don't blame the people who denied me (except for the silly hawk lady), as I have had to deny applications of my own fosters. And I still stand by my original position that people should stop buying from pet stores (even the ones that are stocked by local breeders and not puppy mills). I'm still a good person and I still plan to volunteer my time for the good of the local rescue, however there is one big, life-altering change: