Back in May of this year, I wrote a post titled, “Dear Neighbor- Part 2.” It was a post about my experience with a neighbor who had just gotten a Husky puppy.
You can read the entire post HERE. If you’re not up to the task of re-reading the entire post, I’ll summarize.
A neighborhood family got a Husky puppy. After a few months, the responsibility of the puppy fell to the children. The kids weren’t really training the puppy, but what they were doing was giving the puppy some less than stellar traits. I tried to explain this to the Dad, and it didn’t go well.
Now that you’re up to speed, here we go.
After I spoke with the Dad, I thought we were ‘friendly.’ We’d wave to each other in passing. Him in his truck going to work, and me walking my dog.
Occasionally I’d see him or the wife walking the dog, and some mornings he would be out with his dog while I was walking Sampson.
One morning, when it was quite dark, he was out in the yard with his dog, and Sampson happened to stop across from his house to potty. I was just standing there when suddenly Dan shouted, “What the hell are you looking at?”
Naturally at 5:15 AM it startled me. I assumed he was talking to his dog, but I do so wish I’d spoke up and said, “My well-trained dog, what the hell are you looking at?”
I’m looking at you, you big, dumb, knucklehead.
Oh well…opportunity lost.
After a while he stopped waving at me, in fact, he stopped looking at me when he passed me by. I also noticed, I wasn’t seeing him outside with the dog. I started to worry because the behaviors the dog was being taught by the kids, could have the dog in real trouble.
But with the Bonehead not speaking to me, there was no way of knowing if they still had the dog, and if not, what had happened to it.
Then fate stepped in and I ran into Dan’s next-door neighbors. They are both animal lovers and always stop to pet my dogs. As a matter of fact, a few years back, they had a Husky of their own.**Delilah and I ran into them a couple of Sundays ago, and we were catching up. There was a lull in the conversation and I asked, “Does your neighbor still have the Husky?”
Nope.
Turns out they were too busy for the dog and had apparently kept in touch with the breeder, so when they realized they couldn’t handle him, they reached out and the breeder found another family for him. He is currently enjoying life on a farm in New Jersey.
I breathed a sigh of relief and shared how worried I was that he would have been given to Animal Control or euthanized, at which point my neighbors assured me they would never have let that happen and would have taken the dog themselves.
At the time of the original post, one of my readers (Meagan) said, “Dan also needs a swift kick to the groin.?
God ole’ Dan still needs a kick in his private parts, but maybe not so hard as hard as would have back in November. If he couldn’t provide a proper home, at least he found someone who could.
I’m glad that the Husky has a new place to live. And I hope Dan doesn’t get another dog, but I do give him credit for buying the puppy from a reputable breeder in the first place. If he had bought the puppy from a backyard breeder or pet store, who knows where the puppy would have ended up.
This is a reason to buy from a responsible breeder instead of a shelter… although this family never should have been allowed to have a Husky.
So glad it worked out like it did for the dog. I think he couldn’t admit to you that the dog was too much for them. Ego. DADOs have a lot of ego, I think.
It’s sad when people get a pet and are not ready for a pet, but at least they had the sense to give the puppy back so he could have a good home. Many keep the pet, and everyone is miserable.
I still think he needs that though and never to be allowed to have any more dogs. At least he did the right thing in the end.
Dan’s status as a DADO is still ongoing…with or without puppy. At least I am glad he had sense enough to reach out to the breeder but it still doesn’t give him a pass in my mind. A swift kick in the pants is still warranted for him being a petty douchebag.
Lucky doggie – getting out of there before things turned even uglier. Some people don’t even deserve to have a dog in their life.
As much as I wouldn’t want to give Dan credit, at least he did the right thing for the dog in the end. I’m sure he’s living a much happier life on that farm!