We had some disappointing news this week. Last Sunday I sent an e-mail to Abandoned Angels to check on Curley. When I didn't hear anything by Tuesday, I sent an e-mail to another of the girls there, who forwarded it to the woman who sent me the original e-mail telling me we sounded like the perfect family for him. She wrote me back they are having some concerns about Curley's placement with us. Apparently whenever anyone comes near his ears he screams. They aren't sure if he's still in pain or if he was just in so much pain for so long that he anticipates it whenever they're touched. They are concerned that Bailey will playfully bite his ears and asked if we have the ability to keep the dogs separated until he overcomes this reaction or, in the alternative, if we would be interested in taking another dog that had the same surgery, but doesn't show the same sensitivity that Curley does. I responded that I was expecting gates the following day that would divide the apartment in half, making it no problem to leave Curley napping the day away with Chica without being interrupted by a playful puppy. I said we have no intentions of allowing the puppy to rough-house or display dominance over the other two dogs, especially given Curley's surgery. I told them I would be honored to give any dog a loving home that needed it, but that I would like to discuss that further with Alex once their final decision on Curley has been made. I emphasized we are in no hurry to bring him home. I hope that I have restored their faith in us and they will allow him to come home with us at some point as planned. We would be the perfect family for him and he would be the perfect dog for us. I just wished I knew why this was happening. They knew about the puppy before they wrote and called me that he would be ours. I was really upset Tuesday because for two weeks he was ours and I'd become so attached to him, watching for every update and photo of him. Wednesday was just as hard because the beds I ordered for him arrived. But I'm not giving up! As Cesar says, "we don't get the dogs we want, we get the dogs we need." I need to give this little boy a loving home so badly-to show him that not all humans are like his prior owners. They are supposed to call me to discuss it further soon. Until then, I will continue to believe and hope that he will be coming home to us where he so belongs.
On the good side, Sue posted the two week old photos of Bailey and her brothers and sisters. They're all adorable, but I, of course, think Bailey Glory is the most beautiful. I'm not biased at all :)! It will be 3-4 more weeks before we see more photos of her and by then she'll really look like a Cocker. Right now she could double for a Golden Retriever puppy, too. The weeks until she comes home will fly by. We have so much to do to get ready for whoever comes our way!
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