My wonderful boy Chauncey who I adore with my whole heart was on craiglist twice. I was told about him from someone who helped in the rescue and was told he was a girl and they were suppose to let me go see him/her and had me waiting 3 days to make a 5 hour drive and left me hanging. Why they were involved when the owners had him and they were coordinating me still leaves me wondering what was going on. Rescue would not allow me to adopt as I don't have a yard with a fence. I got tired of the carrot bait dangling business and finally told the rescue I wasn't interested, the hurt and hassle and such and gave up.
6 weeks later, I got an email saying there was a dog on craiglist. I was told don't worry about gender or looks, worry about personality when you look at dogs, I looked at the ad, it was a male and the ad was two weeks old and I was positive he was gone already but I wrote the owner about why I wanted a dog and the kind of home we have and told him up front we did not have a fence. I figured it was another dead end but tried anyway. The guy wrote back and we exchanged phone calls and he asked me to come meet him that evening and I knew he was special. I took him home the next day after going to the bank, ( I did pay for him) the man said he did not want him in rescue and they were trying to get him, (the numbers of rescue dogs was too high to him that were sitting and waiting and I think he might have been previously turned down by them himself.)
the reason he was not keeping him was his wife was allergic and she said she couldnt live on benedryl all the time.
I brought my new best friend home renamed him and went through his records I was given. His tag had the name I recognized as the female I was originally suppose to drive 5 hours for previously but didn't. So I believe in my heart he was meant to come to be with us, it was just a twisted path with a few detours to his forever home. He will always be my family forever. We take him everywhere with us, we rarely ever are apart for any period of time. He goes to the dog park and out to dinner, he is my saturday morning flea market buddy and I can't imagine life without him. He is so endeared to my heart and I love him so. He lives a more exciting life and gets more attention then many dogs I know whose families use the fenced yard as the boundaries and excuse to not pay attention to their dog. Chauncey I am sure never had the attention he gets now, he is the center of our world, he is always by my side, even sleeps on the floor in the bathroom while I shower.
He is a craiglist dog, 2 times in 6 weeks and I am grateful he and I connected with so many variables against us. It was meant to be. I am sure there are terrible stories on there, but his story is a great one, the family who had him 6 weeks were just the bridge to bring us together. If the rescue group had gotten him I wouldn't have my boy. He is my gift from God, a present I needed and wanted for quite a while.
I also know a female sheltie who was from craiglist who now has a new mom who works in a nursing home as an activity director and the little sweety goes to work everyday with her and is loved by 40 or more patients and is so spoiled, that is another successful craiglist story.
