I feel like a bad person for looking for a better home for her. Do you guys have any feedback for me? I'm really worried about how she would emotionaly deal with what would be her third home. And my other dog, I worry that she will be upset if she goes.
Help! 😱
I know it's hard not to, but don't feel like a bad person for looking for a better home for her. I think it's also a strength to realize that you're not the best person to help this dog. It sounds like the other crazy woman was definitely not the best person either but stubbornly felt as though she was doing the "right" thing and look how that turned out... I think the most important thing is that you put in the effort to find a PERMANENT 3rd home for this dog, and it sounds like that's what you'll be doing, and really that's all anyone can ask for.
I guess maybe a lesson learned from this (sigh... hindsight is 20/20 right?) is to really research any organizations that you might involve yourself with (whether that be a place you're volunteering with, working with, or adopting from)... I can tell you from personal experience, since I work with a crazy like the one you described on a daily basis. I agree with bunnity that especially with a shelter/rescue animal, it's imperative that both the organization and the adopter really puts in the effort to figure out if an animal is the "right fit" for the family. I understand that you took this little guy home by kind of rescuing him from this crazy woman... so maybe rather than thinking that you failed this dog in some way, think that you're acting as a better foster home for him in the interim? I mean what would you have done differently had you known these behavioral issues existed before you took him? You probably would have left him with the crazy woman who yanks on his leash, possibly to adopt him out to a family who won't deal with the behavioral issues or neuter him.
OK, so is there anyone else out there that feels the pressure to be the perfect pet owner because of your career choice?
As for this question, I can say ME ME ME!!!
I feel super guilty all the time because of my two parrots. I acquired them when I was 7-8 years old... so I know it's not my fault, but still. The African Grey's always been the super happy bird who didn't have a single behavioral problem, and was the "perfect pet." We could leave him out all day, and he talked and played, but never chewed up a single thing and took care of himself.
The Cockatoo on the other hand still has me feeling guilty every day. I was the only person in my family who was able to take her out of her cage (everyone else feared for their lives)... but as a busy high schooler who pulled all nighters studying almost every other day... I couldn't keep her entertained enough. I made sure that I always put aside 1-2 hours a day where I was devoted to her so that I can cuddle and supervise her play. My mom was a stay at home mom, so it's not like she was all alone all day everyday... but she was cooped up for much of the day. She had decided that I was her lifelong mate, and got super jealous of everyone else... especially my high school sweetheart. Once I started dating, she became a feather mulitalor... and quite aggressive on occasion. Once I went off to college, she pretty much did not come out of her cage at all except on the weekends when my older sister would come home to play with her, or during school breaks when I took care of her. This went on for almost two years until I finally placed her in the long term foster program in colorado. During this time, she lost all of her feathers except for her down, had gone on human psychiatric drugs for a while to keep her in a subdued state. Just to feed her, my mom and younger sister would have to distract her with a peanut while they quickly took out her bowls.
Because I know that a huge number of "pet" parrots are in a much worse situation that she was in, and because I knew that no matter what, I would be there for her as soon as I was done with school to cater to her needs for the rest of her life, I was determined not to give her up and instead put her in the foster care program. It took me a while to get her there, and I am definitely not proud of the state she was in during the wait, but I can't imagine myself having done anything differently. Just thinking about what I made her go through makes me feel disgusted with myself though, and I don't think this guilt will ever go away... but the only thing I can do now is move forward and be the best mom I can be. (all of my love interests get the warning that if it comes down to it, i will always pick my birds over them... and if they don't admire me for that, then they get the boot
😛)
My main motivation for becoming a veterinarian (though I'm sure I probably would have either way because of my passion for shelter med) was because it's the one career where I know that I
can find a work situation that will allow me to take excellent care of my birds. And once I get there, I'm hoping that some of this guilt will go away.
so anyhoos, if it makes you feel any better... you're not alone! (and also, i've also taken in a couple of animals destined for euthanasia for behavioral issues from the shelter with the agreement that if i can't fix the probs, then the animals will get euthanized... neither of which i ended up being able to fix. one i'm pretty sure got euthanized (i don't know because this wasn't the shelter i worked at), and the other probably would have had the behavior dept hadn't taken pity on my teenage weepy self and found a no-kill rescue that would take her.)