No Dog…
April 17th, 2009Yesterday didn’t quite go as planned…
I was supposed to pick up a 9 1/2 month old Weimaraner from a family trying to find a new home for him. The handoff had been scheduled when I was at their house on Monday. I tried to get hold of them Wednesday night to confirm the time and ask a few questions. Left a voice mail, but no call back.
Then Thursday morning, I received an email (responding to my Wednesday night email) stating that a family member was interested in him and they felt that situation would be an easier transition for him.
Oh…
I understand that they have to do what they think best for the dog. But couldn’t they have contacted me a little earlier? Maybe before I spent $113 at Petco Wednesday night. Or even better, before I told my kids Wednesday night that they were getting a dog!
As you can imagine, there were a lot of tears after school yesterday…
As you can imagine, Mom and Dad feel horrible…
As you can imagine, the kids want to find another dog immediately!
As you can imagine, we’ll probably be going to the Humane Society this weekend.



