We did not take the route to the stabby rooms, nor the highway that goes to my auntie and doggy cousin.
I do not think I evfur went the way we went, BOL!
So after a 10 mile trip, we stopped and I was allowed to go with growlmy into this building. Hmmm, interesting sniffs and smells here, not to mention sounds. So I left a pee mail or two, and then I got to go inside. My ears perked up and my nose twitched...and I could see a kitty behind a glass door...hey, no more kitties, pawlease! Well, then the lady behind a desk said I had to go back outside to wait...hey, not fair, I wanted to visit wherevfur those smells and sounds were emanating from.
Growlmy put me in the car...( It was my furst trip in her new van!)and went back into that building.
*She* got to stay and have a visit with that pup, Domino. A JRT/Boston Terrier mix.
He was all boingy-boingy and full of beans and the dickens! 9 1/2 months old.
A kisser, too, like me!
So growlmy said, yes, I want to adopt this dude!
Ok, Step two was next. I got to meet him...Back into the building, in a large playroom. Another lady was there with Domino on a leash and a second lady told growlmy to sit down and she took me on my leash...and I got to go and try to see/sniff Domino. But.....
He was not having it at all. He put his long tail underneath his belly so it touched his chin, and would not let me get close at all. Not in the 15 minutes or so we were in that room. Nope, if I got too close he started to bark and those ladies said he was scared of me...OMD:(
Scared of little old me, sigh...
They worried that he might even resort to fear aggression.
And he had been playing vigorously thorough the fence with his kennel mates. The ladies thought maybe he had not had enough socialization...and they were going to try and work with him, even to the point of finding him a kennel mate to share his den with. Well, I wanted to be the one, but those ladies said, no they didn't think it was a good match, but to keep looking there for some other pup. Well, of all things :(
There were no other pups in there close to what growlmy thought she wished to have fur to be my furbling, not even a lady pup. None at the other local shelter either...and none in the city where boss-boy lives.
|You can't really tell, but Domino is about 1/2 my size!|
Maybe we shall have to start with a baby pup, but she really wanted to do a rescue.
So now you know why I am whining, and growlmy is bummed...I just had to be a whiney-woofy blog-poster, today...
Since I already whined & woofed so much, I guess I can let you know that I had fun today, helping growlmy mow weeds and grass in my woodsy part of the yard. She had to take advantage of a day that finally was sunny, BOL!
Hence we are way, way behind on visiting all of my pals in Bloggerland.....maybe growlmy will just leave comments n the newest blogs after she reads, them, there are about 40...yikes! Here I whine again, BOL!