No-Tiny Matter: The Inconsistent Lab Result

I should have known from my experience with Buddy and Buster that not all dogs within the same breed are created equal.

I should have trusted the personality descriptions posted on the Animal Humane Society’s website.

I could have saved myself six hours and almost $300.

Instead, we brought home Tiny.

And we brought him right back.

As I said in my previous post, when an adult dog takes off with a ball of yarn, clamps down harder when asked to release, requires two people to extract the yarn, and then the dog immediately pursues the cat, he is trying to tell you something.

We brought him right back, and he was just fine with that.

Tiny wasn’t a “bad” dog. He just wasn’t the right dog. At least, for us. He needs a home where he is the only pet with an assertive owner who will spend quality time on his training and help him with his nervous energy. Maybe my family could have been assertive and provided the training. But, there was no way we would give up or give in when it came to Zoe and Yeti, our resident Labrador Retriever and Ragdoll/Himalayan.

I hope Tiny would say we weren’t “bad” people. Just not the right people for him. He wants a home where all the toys are his, and he can get as many treats as he wants. He might find he has to compromise on that last one, but the first one could be a possibility if he learns to follow the rules.

Adopting a pet is no tiny matter. One Labrador Retriever is not every Labrador Retriever. A rescue Labrador Retriever is another breed entirely. Why? Because he or she has a history the future owner can never fully know.

As much as I knew about Doc before and after adopting, I will never know why he had a bare patch on his chest. I can guess. What I do know is Doc’s past made him the dog he was. We loved him for it.

I don’t know what will happen for Tiny. What I do know is that his six hours with us determined he is not compatible with other dogs or with cats. His previous owner may not have known that, but his future owner will. That knowledge just might save Tiny’s life.

I could have saved those six hours and almost $300 instead. But, I’m glad I didn’t.

That’s no tiny matter.

I think Tiny, who is no longer available for adoption, is just fine with that, too.

 

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