ChiKat

First of all, why has no one told me about Grey’s Anatomy? I just watched the show for the first time last night (the two-hour season finale) and LOVED it. I spent the next several hours reading the recaps on TWOP so I could figure out who everyone was and what was going on. What an exciting, fun show.

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I was at the shelter the other day, and this really nice guy came bounding in, ready to adopt a dog. He told me he had been there the day before and fell in love with a Husky that was there, but it was too close to closing time to complete all the paperwork and finalize the adoption. So he was back to adopt the dog. We went to the cage and the dog was there, but his nametag was gone. All the dogs have their names and stats in a holder outside the cage. If the tag is gone, that means someone else was in the process of adopting the dog already.

I had a leash in hand, about to walk one of the dogs. All the dogs know that the leash means they might get their 15 minutes of outdoor time for the day, so they were spazzing out and barking like crazy. So my conversation went like this:

“I’m so sorry, but-”
“WHAT?”
“I’M SO SOR-”
“WHAT?”
“I’M…LET’S TALK IN THE HALLWAY!”

So in the (slightly) quieter hallway, I explained the situation. The guy was so obviously heartbroken. I felt bad, but I did point out that we had about 40 other awesome dogs in case he wanted to look around. He sighed heavily and dragged his feet back into the adopting room. I started my rounds with the dogs, walking a dog for 15 minutes and then bringing that dog back and walking another dog. Through it all, I kept an eye on the guy to see if he needed any help. He kept sighing dramatically and walking around slowly, shuffling his feet, with his head hung low. Finally, he said, “I, uh…guess I’ll see that black Chow mix over there.”

The Chow mix must have sensed that this depressed, dopey guy could be his ticket to freedom, because that Chow put on the BEST SHOW EVER. He pranced around, he rolled on his belly, he licked the guys face, he hopped up and down, he sat down when the guy told him to sit. It took all of 30 seconds for the guy to be saying, “This dog is AWESOME! It’s, like, FATE intervened and made sure I had this dog instead of the Husky! And Husky’s are dumb! I don’t want a dumb dog! I want THIS dog! This dog is BRILLANT!”

When he was leaving, he told me he was going to name the dog Fate. I swear, the dog looked at me with a look that said, “I KNOW! He’s INSANE! But he’ll feed me and walk me and I GET OUT OF THIS PLACE!”

So, a happy ending all around.