I have written the blog at least twice today. I don’t know what to write. I miss Celt. I applied for a Whirrier (whippet/terrier) I found on a UK website and they said No because of the R word – Rabbits. I wrote that there are plenty of rabbits to chase stupidly thinking this is what every dog would love. Apparently not. This makes you into a “hunting” home which is bad. But there are bunnies everywhere. It would be more wrong to stop the dogs. Cruel, even.
Also I said I do not vaccinate and we have rats in Shetland apparently. Yes, we have the odd rat – about one every 10 years – but not like rats in mainland UK. I am gutted. This was my perfect dog. I spend the wee small hours looking for the one I want and I thought I had found him.
Personally I do not vaccinate because my dogs do not go anywhere, they do not meet other dogs apart from those that visit and have never ever caught anything. The only time I vaccinated BeAnne for her potential Toto audition, she was horribly ill and miserable and it did her immune system no good at all so I decided her stage debut could wait.
They asked for references and I sent them two – one from my vet who knows us well for all the right reasons. He walks his dogs here. But apparently this is not enough.
Dogs want more than this…. apparently.
I realise I probably wrote the wrong things in my enthusiasm on the application and and with that we are out, no questions, no listening, no discussion. I so wanted to give this little dog the perfect home. He would’ve been happy with 50 fenced acres to play in and access to so much, much more.
If it is not meant to be, then it isn’t. Even OH phoned to try and talk to them but *** sigh ***.
I am gutted. I miss Celt more than words can say. I see his shadow everywhere. I still wait for him. He left us not because I did not vaccinate him, not because he ran after rabbits, but because he was 16yo and his body gave out, not his heart. Why do they have to be so judgemental?
I may have had a drink.