I’ve been planning a very exciting post for the past 3 weeks, one I couldn’t wait to share, unfortunately this is not that post. In fact, it’s the antithesis of that post but I hope that by writing about it I can whittle away at the sadness I have hanging over me.
3 weeks ago we found a gorgeous English Bull Terrier with the RSPCA who sounded perfect, she walked well on the lead, could be homed with children of all ages and was a massive softy. We visited, fell in love, and began the adoption process.
It took a few weeks but last Friday we drove up to Birmingham to collect her. She was beautiful, excited to be with us and everything we could have hoped for. She fitted in instantly and we were all over the moon.
Unfortunately on Saturday morning she began snapping at the kids. We rang the RSPCA to ask the best way to deal with this behaviour and they said she’d need to be returned as she obviously shouldn’t have been placed in a family with young kiddos. We were all devastated.
We totally understand, I can see that it was the right decision, you can never tell what a dog will do, even trusted family pets can have bad days and snap. It is best Lolly that she goes to a home without young children, where she will be happy and safest for the kids to not introduce a dog into the house who behaves like that.
I am amazed by the depth of my sadness given she only lived with us for less than 24 hours in total. I’d spent the past 3 weeks planning for her arrival, preparing the kids for how to behave around a dog and realising just how beneficial her presence could be to my depression recovery and weight loss routine.
The daily walks with her were going to be a part of my fitness regime and I’d hoped that having her in the house would help me cope once Ez started pre-school and I’d be in the house alone for the first time in 5 years. It would also have been lovely to have a dog around for times when Jonny was away on business.
Lolly is a gorgeous dog who I know will end up going to a home where she will be loved and happy. We will save up our pennies and get a bull terrier puppy who can grow up alongside the kids and get trained by us from day 1.
Do you have happy tales of rescue dogs to share? What is your favourite breed of dog, or, are you a cat person instead?!