Sweet72947 said:
My dad is in the Reserves and he made the comment once that its easier to get into the Pentagon then to get a dog from rescue sometimes.
I then filled out a 4 page application that seemed to be mostly essay questions. How will you train? How will you correct the dog? How do you plan on treating the dog? What will you do if your landlord changes their pet policy and stops allowing dogs in their apartments?
I had to leave the name of my vet, my landlord, my job, and two of my friends. I was told that they would be calling each of those to see what they had to say about me and the information i had provided them. And yes, they did call all of those people... fortunately I got rave reviews from everyone.
Then I waited a month to hear back from teh Shelter that actually "owned" the dog to get back to me on whether or not I could adopt. I started calling them once or twice a week after the first two weeks to see if I had been approved. I was very polite in those phone calls, just stated I was inquiring on the process... They seemed to understand, and said that they were happy I was calling in because it showed how much I really wanted the dog.
Obiviously I was approved.
Unfortunately because I lived in another state from the school, I could only visit one other time. And then because he was a model dog at the vet tech school he was at, i had to wait until the end of the semester to bring him home. So between the time i first met the dog who would come to be known as "Mojo" until the time I brought him home - it was a 3 month process.
My dad told me at the time, that it was the longest adoption process he had ever seen outside of adopting a human child. He asked me on the first day I brought Mojo home - "Was all that waiting worth it?"
Oh my goodness yes!