Man that article can fuck off, there are tons of dogs in shelters that need homes instead of buying a dog from a shit bag breeder
Tried it twice. Couldn’t get a dog from the shelter. Why? We weren’t married. (?) The both of us worked 4 days. We had a child.
So we shrugged it off, waved and snuggled with the sad doggies and never came back.
And we just bought a puppy. No rules. No problems. Now, 20+ years later we’re on to our third very happy dog.
Anyway: a lot of shelters do their best to scare people away. And they succeed.
Damn, my local shelter just charges a 100 dollar adoption fee
Edit: I’m inept. Is this Sarah C Andersen comic showing up?
I had to click on it to show.
For me it’s always visible.
My first cat was my grandmother’s purebred Russian blue cat. She moved in with us when I was a kid and brought her Russian blue and Scottish fold. The Russian blue became mine and the Scottish fold welded herself to my mother. Poor grandmother, both her cats abandoned her!
Most memorable acquisition was playing rpgs at someone’s home. A whip thin cat runs out, eyes as big as dinner plates, scared.
What a lovely cat! I say. Because it’s a cat. I love all cats the second I view them.
Everyone who lived there turned and said at the same time
DO YOU WANT HER
And that’s how we brought home a cat
I miss her
She was the best cat known to humans.
The cat distribution system works in mysterious ways. I don’t have a cat, but when i worked in pet stores, i heard all the stories.
Now for me? It’s a dog distribution system cause i tend to find my puppies in the most odd circumstances and if i had left the place one minute earlier or later, i would never have gotten the awesome pup i have now.
I was tricked into all my cats by girlfriends. The cats lasted way longer than the girlfriends. Better mousers, too.
