There is a lot of debate about where the "right" place is to get a dog. I have nothing against purchasing a dog from a pet store or a breeder. It's just that if I had an extra $500 to $1,000 laying around, J. crew or Marc Jacobs would've come home with me, not Ender.
We got Ender from the Oakland Animal Shelter. (I know people give Oakland a lot of crap for many things, but their website is so utterly awesome that I frequently visit to "window shop." Check them out at www.oaklandanimalservices.org)
The first time we went to the shelter, it was more window shopping than anything else. We met Ender the second time we went to the shelter. He was the only dog not jumping at the door and not barking. He was however, covered in his own shit. Not letting that deter us, we opted to spend some "one on one" time with Ender.
The shelter lets you spend "one on one" time with dogs you may be interested in adopting. It's awkward as hell. It's like when your parents introduce you to their friend's kids and then expect you guys to be best friends, while they watch you like a hawk making sure you're not punching the kid in the kidneys when they look away.
We actually adopted Ender the third time we went back to the shelter. Little did we know that the lack of jumping and barking was just a little facade to lure us in and take him home. That little monster.
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