I hate to say I told you so...
WARNING: This post is sad.
It is likely that this post will make you sad and angry and filled with hatred of jerkfaces who mistreat their animals.
Have I mentioned lately that I have puppy envy? I'm not sure if I've journaled about it, but all I do at work is look at websites of dogs for adoption. I REALLY REALLY want one.
I've held off for about a year now, because I wanted to be sure the time was right for me, and because I wanted to finish all of Pumpkin's vaccinations and get him happy and healthy before taking on another pet.
My puppy clock has been tick-tick-ticking for awhile now, and I began to keep my eyes open for a dog that needed me. And I thought I found her.
Her name was Cassie and she was a 6th month old Corgi mix, and the cutest sweetest thing ever.
Badly trained, neglected, and abused, but so sweet and wonderful, and I did everything I could to try to bring her home with me.
She was living at Tish's warehouse with Tish's newest tenant, Jessica. Jessica worked long hours and haf no inclination to care for, or train her puppy. Cassie was left for 14 hour stretches of time alone. She was never potty trained. She was hit by people when she peed in the warehouse, even though she didn't know any better. Cassie was living a miserable life, surrounded by people who didn't care about her, and no supervision.
I BEGGED Tish to let me adopt this dog. I told everyone that I was willing to train her, pay for her medical expenses, and give her a good home.
Things I was told when I offered a home to Cassie.
"You don't want a dog like that. She's bad"
"Cassie's fine. You're so dramatic."
"Why would you want a defective dog?"
Last night, Cassie ran out of the gate when it was left open, and instead of going to track her down, Tish said "She just wants to run free for a minute. She'll be back."
Cassie was hit and killed by a car last night.
She ran into the street because she was untrained, and didn't know any better.
Her owner and Tish are directly responsible for her death; and it makes me want to never talk to either of them again, because that dog did not deserve her shitty life or horrible death.
I sat on the couch with Sean last night and I was crying, and I kept saying.."I just wanted to take care of her" over and over again.
But nobody would let me.
It is likely that this post will make you sad and angry and filled with hatred of jerkfaces who mistreat their animals.
Have I mentioned lately that I have puppy envy? I'm not sure if I've journaled about it, but all I do at work is look at websites of dogs for adoption. I REALLY REALLY want one.
I've held off for about a year now, because I wanted to be sure the time was right for me, and because I wanted to finish all of Pumpkin's vaccinations and get him happy and healthy before taking on another pet.
My puppy clock has been tick-tick-ticking for awhile now, and I began to keep my eyes open for a dog that needed me. And I thought I found her.
Her name was Cassie and she was a 6th month old Corgi mix, and the cutest sweetest thing ever.
Badly trained, neglected, and abused, but so sweet and wonderful, and I did everything I could to try to bring her home with me.
She was living at Tish's warehouse with Tish's newest tenant, Jessica. Jessica worked long hours and haf no inclination to care for, or train her puppy. Cassie was left for 14 hour stretches of time alone. She was never potty trained. She was hit by people when she peed in the warehouse, even though she didn't know any better. Cassie was living a miserable life, surrounded by people who didn't care about her, and no supervision.
I BEGGED Tish to let me adopt this dog. I told everyone that I was willing to train her, pay for her medical expenses, and give her a good home.
Things I was told when I offered a home to Cassie.
"You don't want a dog like that. She's bad"
"Cassie's fine. You're so dramatic."
"Why would you want a defective dog?"
Last night, Cassie ran out of the gate when it was left open, and instead of going to track her down, Tish said "She just wants to run free for a minute. She'll be back."
Cassie was hit and killed by a car last night.
She ran into the street because she was untrained, and didn't know any better.
Her owner and Tish are directly responsible for her death; and it makes me want to never talk to either of them again, because that dog did not deserve her shitty life or horrible death.
I sat on the couch with Sean last night and I was crying, and I kept saying.."I just wanted to take care of her" over and over again.
But nobody would let me.