I’m going to vent a little here. Sorry.
I often go through the available Dachshunds on Petfinder. And what I read leaves me cold. Why? The typical ad by a rescue org reads like this:
“Adult male dachshund named Skippy. 5 years old, 12 lbs.”
Then there’s 6 paragraphs on the rescue organization’s policies, how you have to pay up-front, how you have to commit to a dog (sight-unseen) and transport it from Alabama at your cost again, with payment up front.
There’s nothing about trying to find a good match between dog and home. It seems as though the most important thing to these organizations is to get people to take dogs. There’s little thought about matching the right dog to the right home.
Okay, so there’s little real estate in a Petfinder listing to really dig deep into a dog’s history and needs AND detail the organization’s policies. But I really was offended with the rescue organization that said “send us a depost via PayPal and THEN put in your application.” Sorry, this isn’t a hot rental property. It’s a little life that someone does care about. Rescue organization, please don’t make it look like you care more about running your organization than placing dogs in great homes. I know it’s not what you are…you’re doing this because you care so deeply about these abandoned little loves. But you’re making me not want to work with you to give a home to a deserving little dog.
Okay. Rant off.
One of my latest work tasks has been creating marketing videos for my company’s website. The current video I’m working on is a combination of voice over narration, music and demonstration. Sunday night and today, I was working on recording the audio narration for the video. I have a great microphone, and all I need is a quiet room to get the narration created. No problem, right? WRONG!
Let’s see. Thus far, I’ve recorded (and erased):
- Sensational ear flapping noises
- The tick tick tick of nails on hardwood floors
- The sound of licking parts we won’t mention
- Very vocal yawns
- The scritchy scratchy noise of pawing your bed until it’s JUST right
- The scritchy scratchy noise of petting a dog while you’re trying to narrate
- The sound of thundering hooves on a carpeted floor
- The sound of a wagging tail bouncing against the my leg
- A few chuckles (because I just can’t help myself)
Jasmine is not making this easy. I removed the obvious offender–the clinking-tagged collar. It didn’t make one iota of difference.
One of my favorite shelters is Rolling Dog Ranch. (I wrote about their organization and other rescue orgs in a 2008 blog post here.) I love that the ranch is a sanctuary for handicapped animals. I love that they are a shelter of last resort for many animals who would otherwise be put down. I love that they blog a lot about their love and care of these wonderful animals. I look forward to reading about their quirky, fun and beautiful animals and the lengths they go to give these animals the life they deserve.
And I also love that they are making a huge move from Montana to my home state–New Hampshire!! I’m thrilled that they will be closer and that we could possibly visit or volunteer. It still sits in the back of my mind that we could bring another animal into our house…perhaps a blind dachshund would pique Jasmine’s interest…and not challenge her too much.
If you have a moment, check them out. Also, please vote for them in the Shelter Challenge (Rolling Dog Ranch in MT for the search).
It’s amusing to think that Jasmine knows that when I call in the evening, it means I’m coming home. It’s so cute that she reacts and makes me feel that she misses me.
However, Jasmine’s doggie ESP is getting to be uncanny.
In the last two weeks, I’ve had a number of evening business events that I have attended after work. Instead of calling to say that I’m coming home, I have been calling hubby to let him know I’m on my way to the event of the day. These calls have taken place around the same time that I would be calling to announce my impending return home, so Jasmine doesn’t have a clue that the call is for another purpose.
I had assumed that the timing of the call was Jasmine’s cue that I was coming home soon. Nope. When I’ve called to let Hubby know that I was safely on my way to the event, she has remained stoically silent. No whine. No sitting up in her bed, ears perked. She just continues to lay there, not a whine or a whimper.
It’s as if she knows that I’m not coming home YET. So there’s no reason to get all excited.
Perhaps it’s Hubby’s tone of voice. Perhaps she really does have a Doggie ESP connection to me. Either way, it’s still kind of cool.