I live in the Puppy Mill Capitol of the country and I abhor everything that's related to 'em. That said, My daughters have wanted a dog for years and when they were 13 and 17, (last year) they researched many breeds and decided on a few that they thought would "match" our way of living. Anyway, they went to a "pet store" and fell in love with a chihuahua. They wanted to save him etc. I talked to them til they understood that saving that one puppy is giving encouragement to the mills and brokers to keep doing what they're doing and they agreed. Anyway, they're responsible and trustworthy and I believed that they would take really good care of a pet so we started applying with rescue groups. All of them turned us down because we had no experience with that particular breed. I understood so we then went to the Humane Society. We went three or four times a week for months and every dog that the kids chose, there was some reason why we couldn't get it. For example, my youngest daughter was thirteen and the adoption counselor thought it best if the youngest child in the home was at least fourteen. It's ironic as my younger daughter is MORE responsible than her older sister! Well, after months of daily seaches on line and getting turned down by the Humane Society, the girls were depressed and ready to give up. All of these people were denying a dog the chance to be a part of a wonderful family so I got an idea . I convinced the girls to go to the Humane Society just once more...When we got there, I told one of the adoption counselors that it seemed as though we would have to buy a dog from the pet store as we couldn't seem to adopt one and she give me the spill. (The same spill that I give btw) Anyway, we left and the kids were in tears.
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