You buy a shirt. It doesn't fit, so you return it. You buy a car. It has a fault, so you return it.
Today we had a return. A perfectly lovely dog who wasn't quite housebroken. I was there when her "family" came to pick her up. They brought a collar and matching leash, and a beautiful coat as well. All the "promises" of a happy new family. But a family takes work. All relationships take work. And effort. And a desire for success. And both parties willing to overlook faults.
Because you see, the dog will love you no matter what. It is called unconditional love, one of the many things that makes them great. And they don't ask for too much in exchange. Just that you love them in return and that you dedicate just half as much energy in return. That you understand that they aren't perfect, but wonderful just the same. And why not? What is so hard about that? They are capable of as much, why aren't you?
Dedicated to the one who wasn't good enough to be the right family for the right dog.
And to tinkle-bell, the pup who just needs a little bit if work.
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