Friday, September 04, 2009

Now for the bad news...

I have called and they called me back. I now feel really bad as the lady that deals with adoptions has had a sick hospital bound husband! We went through a few bits and the kennel hand will give me a call back later. On the website they have put ‘strong lead – Amba’ ;-)

Emma, the kennel hand has called and has wrecked my visions. We were talking through Amba’s personality, and she was going through my questionnaire, she asked about my mom. ‘Oh, your mom will be looking after the dog sometimes and is scared of staffies’ ‘yes, but she is fine with other dogs, it’s not so much that she’s scared of them but has never been around them’ ‘I really don’t think I can let you adopt Amba. Do you think your mom will be able to hold a dog down by the throat’ ‘ah no’. ‘sigh. I’m not sure if it would ever come to that, but the possibility is there. I’m sorry, when I let Amba go it would have to be on a permanent basis. She has had too much upset in her life so far’. ‘oh, oh ok. Is there any other dogs that you may think are suitable?’ ‘Oh lets see, there are two dogs…’ but I wasn’t really listening. I was listening to the sound of my heart breaking. I had waited over six weeks for this day & it wasn’t going to happen. I am surely gutted. Boyfriend is being supportive and has tried to geer me along. But I am gutted and he knows it. Another trip to Battersea to the centre at Brands Hatch as well as London is planned for tomorrow

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