Two guys at work are chatting before the start of a meeting.
“Oh, no way; I didn’t know you had a Golden. We’re this close to getting one.”
“Oh, you absolutely should. They’re great dogs. I’m happy to give you our breeder’s name.”
“Oh, no need, we’ve got one. I’m telling you, we’re right on the verge. They ain’t cheap though, Jesus.”
“I hear ya. but it’s so worth it. I’m just warning you though, the puppy thing is tough. My wife calls me three times a day ready to tear her hair out.”
Once the meeting breaks up, I pick up the phone. I can’t help myself.
“Dude, please think about a rescue. There are so many dogs out there who desperately need homes. You can keep the fortune you were going to give the breeder. Rescues are free. You pay nothing but vet and transportation costs at the most. And these dogs are fighting the clock. Kill shelters make room for new dogs every day.”
“Yeah, that’s how they make room.”
“And you can skip the puppy thing all together. No three calls from the wife tearing her hair out.”
“Seriously, please just think about it. We have two rescues and they are the best, most loving dogs on the planet.”
He promises to look into it.
It’s an easy formula really.
Take one dog who desperately needs a home …
Stir together with sloppy love
And then ask the question …
Who really saved whom?
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