I went through the somewhat niggling adoption process with no problems. I made changes to my yard and had 4 glowing references (per Jessica), including one from my vet. I finally get the "'You're approved" email, contact the foster mom and agree to pick up my dog on Sunday afternoon.
My 72yo friend drove me so I wouldn't be frazzled by the 3hr drive. That was the least of my problems.
Christy, the 'foster mother', was a raving lunatic. She had some sick need to prove that the pup liked her more than me. I even had trouble getting her to put him down so I could see him. Then she starts with her litany of issues. "You know he limps?" "Yes that's fine" "He takes 2 meds" (looking at me expectantly) "That's ok." "He barks you know, he barks like Gracie." Gracie was the nonstop-barking dog being used as a deterrent. Well when she said he barks like Gracie I just looked at the crazy barking dog and at my dog not making a sound and laughed!!! That's how insane she was. She thought I was in bizzaro world with her and not with the evidence of my senses!
I did get about 3 minutes with Shadow and in that time I booped noses, got kisses, rubbed his belly, and picked him up like the lion cub in The Lion King.
Crazy ole Christy didn't like that! She squints at me and says "I'm not comfortable giving you the dog." Notice she used the liar's way of being vague when she had no reason. Of course I asked what she was talking about. She said "I have to call Lisa." So she walks out of the room and I follow figuring she'd talk and then hand the phone to me. Oh no, I walk into the room to hear her saying "she has an issue with the barking...." Of course I automatically said "that's not true. I never said that!" Oh dear God, she turned around to me, her face was beet red, her eyes were slits, and her face was contorted with anger. She looked like a monster. Then she started screaming at me, backing me up through the house. I literally couldn't understand what the heck was going on. Don't lie and you won't go nuts when somebody overhears you!!!
So she calls Lisa again, I get to talk to her and I said I think she's over attached to the dog. Lisa let's out a big sigh and says put her back on. Nope she won't give me the dog and every time it gets close to me, she calls "Shadow!" so the dog changes course to go to her and she gives me this weird triumphant smile. How sick do you have to be to need that validation? There's something extremely strange going on there.
So then this goon runs in, sticks his finger in my face, and starts flailing his arms and screaming "maybe not today. Today is not the the day. Maybe emotions are not good, etc."
It was total lunacy. I sat staring (probably with my mouth hanging open) until my friend came in to get me. That explains Gracie, the crazy barking dog. Crazy people have crazy pets.
So now we drive another 3 hours, all for nothing.
DO YOU THINK ANYONE EVER CONTACTED ME AFTERWARDS? OFFERED AN APOLOGY? JESSICA IS ACTUALLY DODGING MY CALLS.
I think they're all related and are at about the same level of brain damage. They're certainly ignorant as hell.
Btw both dogs were dirty and hadn't been brushed in a while.
The cherry on top: Crazy ole Christy ADOPTED THE DOG!!! Not like a normal person who says "I'm sorry you drove so far, but I just can't give him up. Can I get you a cold drink before you head back?" No, lie, lie, lie and pretend there's something wrong with ME !!!!
Jessica told me that the lunatic adopted the poor dog on Wed night when she figured out I want going away. She answered the phone "what can I do for you, hon?" What???!!! How about an explanation of the insanity on Sunday???!!! She says nutcase has adopted the dog and then takes on a really snotty vicious tone: you didn't have very good references." Now, these had been references over the phone, so this crazy witch is such a liar she has completely forgotten that she emailed me how fabulous my references were. (Don't lie if you don't have a good memory.) You said I had glowing references. At that point she starts screaming at me so loud that I couldn't understand a word so I just hung up.
Of course I immediately forwarded to her and the whole BRB group the emails raving about my references. So Jessica is a liar and Crazy Ole Christy is an Olympic level liar (and nut). Save yourself the abuse and stay far away from BRB.0 read more