I Hope You Find a Good Home!

Kadee was fun to have around, and made things lively to say the least. I remember the day that I was sitting at my desk and saw the email pop up asking for help with rescuing two dogs:

I talked with the woman who sent this message and my heart broke to hear about the two dogs being left in an abandoned house, crated all day with little to no food and having messy cages because no one was there to let them out. My heart grew about 5 times that day, and I broke my rule of not wanting to get a dog unless it was a lab or husky mix.

So, Renae and I made the trek down to Delaware to pick her up and were instantly in love with her from the moment that they brought her out in a little bag with her head poking over the edges. It took her a little while to get used to being around the cats, but she was a lover and they were the fighters.

I thought that things were perfect until we had a few incidents with her. Our first party that we had, she bite Renae's brother and growled and lunged at a few others (although we are fairly certain that a few of those incidents were provoked). Then she became comfortable and began barking at everything and anything (this became frustrating with a napping young boy, or if I ever came home late). She peed on the floor more than a few times, ran out of the house on us on quite a few occasions, caused me to break a vase and picture frame, jumped all over our guests, ate a bunch of candy and treats (only to throw them back up) and finally just a few days ago bit my hand.

At this point we had to make a decision whether she should stay or go. Renae had grown emotionally attached, and I was becoming stressed with our lack of training and her craziness. It was hard to make the decision to send her back, but I felt as though we could not give her what she needed. It was hard to walk her in to the shelter knowing that I would not come out with her. It was hard to see a wife with tears rolling down her cheeks, and it was hard coming home knowing that there wasn't a yippy little dog greeting me with a thousand barks and two tiny paws on my knees.

I just hope that she finds a good home and that she is well taken care of. I don't like the name Lulu, and hope that the people keep the name Kadee that we chose for her. I also hope that we can learn from this time and realize when the right time to get a dog in the future will be. Kadee, you were and still are loved, and if you are still in that place in a while from now maybe we can come back and be your family again...but for now we have to move forward with our heads held high (and tails wagging).