The day I bought a pet shop dog
This decision was not made overnight. I have been looking for the perfect companion for Quintus for a very long time. Months….many many months.
I wanted to rehome a kennel dog. A dog pushed away, abandoned by others. I just knew that Quintus would be perfect for a dog like that. We have searched high and low, gone through lists. Phoned SPCA’s. We just never did find the right one.
Quintus needs a friend now. He will be the best friend that dog ever needs.
Then I heard about these dogs at a pet shop. They have been there for three weeks. In my opinion, just the same as being at the SPCA for three weeks…maybe worse because at the SPCA they get some attention. These were in small cages, right at the back of the pet shop, where they wouldn’t easily see people. Get attention. They’re just puppies.
I took Quintus there to have a look. To see if one would bond with him. Well immediately, Roxy took to him. Even before he went inside (not that there was much space), Roxy fell in love with him…and he with her.
I wanted to rescue a dog. I’m passionate about that. I also had to look at our situation. Look at those faces and know that she needed to be rescued too.