There's two types of people in this world. Those who side with the dog in this email exchange and those who think the woman seeking the adoption has every right to be appalled here. I choose to surround myself with people who clearly see that this woman should not have adopted this puppy. It's a straight up war in the replies to that thread as expected. No one has ever once been reasonable on the internet.
Now I don't know if this makes me a bad person, but my immediate reaction reading those four emails was dying laughter. This woman seeking adoption got straight up BUNDLED by the adoption agency.
"She would have hated it"
Incredible response. Laugh out loud funny. Yeah we know you want to cuddle with him, but he wants nothing to do with your hiking/running nonsense. Vicious. Brutal. Honest. I don't even know if that's a man or woman sending that email, but you can picture the tone of voice it was written in and I LOVE it. People think they're so perfect for every dog out there. You know what? You're really not. You have no idea what the dog wants just by looking at their pictures and reading a tiny description. You know who has the puppy's best interest in mind? The adoption agency. It's literally their job. Sure, are they known for being strict? Yes, but it's absolutely necessary. If they put a dog in the wrong situation that could be a really sad outcome. There's nothing wrong with what the agency did here. You said what you wanted in a dog and now you're upset with the agency because they said this dog was incompatible with your interests. Oh you love running and think this dog is going to all of a sudden love running too? Why? Are you some kind of dog wizard? Not every dog likes to run. I'm sure you'll find your perfect companion very soon, this pup just wasn't the right fit, simple as that.
I'd like to meet this dog. Sounds right up my alley. Anti-hiking? Really speaking my language. Sounds exactly like my pal Giuseppe at home. We take a walk down a few blocks when I'm home and he's ready to call it a day and just lay in bed. Few bursts of energy here and there, but we're not navigating the Appalachian Trail at any point in time.
You know what happens when you on hikes with your dog? They fall off cliffs like the KFC Radio story here. Good way to end the blog with the actual worst first date ever. Nightmare fuel.