Puckett is right on the money - it's a major responsibility,
and I'd like to add that it's like having a child that never grows up.
But it's great....
I mean,
I can no longer do half the things I used to by now having a dog,
but my life is far better because of it.
My ex (for lack of a better word) tried adopting dogs from rescue centers and found it almost impossible, due to the strict requirments most of them have - which if I say so myself, are for good reason - because, again as Puckett mentioned - they don't want to see the dog back out on the street.
In fact - many rescue agencies would rather see a dog put to sleep than be adopted out to the wrong person, which today as incredible as it sounds - I completely agree with - because there is nothing worse than a dog that's neglected.
My dogo was slated to be put to death, and my woman rescued her.
It was easy, because it was from a kill pound.
BUT, she soon realized that she could not handle this dog of chaos, meanwhile I bonded with the dog (which interestingly enough was when OUR relationship started to fall apart) and adopted her, and the dog became the dog of love, because all she wanted was love - and a stable home...........
At one point, she wanted to adopt the dog out to some traveling squater punk kid.
Believe me, that would have been a huge mistake.............
- because that's not what my dog wants.
I saw from the first day / night I met Loki (at her place) that all this dog needed was hugs and attention and a home.
I was able to provide this, and in turn she gives me new reason to live.