Wacky Saturday

The three most ridiculous stories from work yesterday (there were four, but one involves the SPCA and may not be safe to publish):

3. One of our dedicated fosters came in with her family to pick out a new foster. She had her heart set on Hanky Panky, who's been in the shelter for almost a month and doesn't have the sparkling personality to easily win over an adopter. He doesn't even wag.

Hanky Panky

What kind of dog doesn't wag?

The foster wanted him, but her kids were complaining that she always got to pick the dog, so she was letting them come to their own consensus. She was getting mad that they wanted to foster Highly Adoptable animals and that's not the point of fostering. It's not about who's cute, but who needs you.

They finally settled on St. Thomas, a Rottie mix who has about two brain cells, one of which controls his butt shaking. He's sweet, but not too bright.

St. Thomas

He is also being treated for Demodex, a mostly non-contagious mange. When the foster started the process to take him home, she was told that since the vets weren't there to give out the medicine, she couldn't take him until Monday. Even though it is a daily treatment and he had to get it somehow while the vets weren't there anyway, she was told no. Seems a bit fishy to me, but it was 6 and I wanted to go home. Of course, Honey took a half hour nap on the couch first, but still.

2. On Thursday, a woman came in with her mother looking for a dog that would be good with her two-year-old. She had a Rottweiler growing up, so luckily she was open to all breeds. She met Dior and really liked her, so she went home to get her kid so that they could meet before she took the dog home.

Dior

By the time she got back we had already closed, so she came back Saturday afternoon with her child and partner. They looked around, introduced the Dior to the kid (she did great) and went to the front desk to process the adoption. Apparently they (mostly the man) didn't hit it off with the front desk lady who was helping them. When the shit hit the fan, he started cussing up a storm and tried to get his partner to leave.

Apparently, when they got the adoption process started, another family was already halfway through adopting the same dog. That rarely happens, and only with puppies. This dog had been around for a month with no serious inquiries. When they found out they couldn't have the dog, they were understandably upset, but the woman took it much better. She wanted to go look at the other dogs while they guy just wanted to cuss everyone out.

They ended up staying and adopted a different dog, but when it came time to do the paperwork, the guy asked if I could do it because he didn't want to deal with the same lady. I told him to go around to one of the other front desk workers and they could take care of him. He was not a nice man, but I feel kind of proud that we got through it and he still at least liked me. Plus, two dogs got adopted and hopefully they'll be well taken care of.

1. I had a jelly doughnut for lunch.