The Rescue Failure

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Disco, A11398324.  In the beginning, that was all he was.  Disco, A11398324 was 1 of 34 dogs that came out on “the list”.   That list found me and countless others, tearing out our hair, calling in favors, pestering friends and family and spending hours at a time sobbing in despair.  Out of the 34 dogs, I was responsible for saving 3.  While it doesn’t seem like many, to me it was the world.  From that list, one of my best friends saved “Lu Lu” and my ex husband saved “Cabo”.  When the final hour of rescue remained, one dog was left standing and you guessed it, that dog was Disco, A11398324.  Disco was scheduled to be euthanized at 4:00 pm and as of 3:50, he was still sitting expectantly in his cage.  After all of the chaos of volunteers and people sharing their stories all over the US and even Disco’s own interview on local news, he still sat in his cage and waited for that perfect family that could change his life.

Minutes before Disco’s scheduled death, I stepped in and filled out the forms to save his life.  Out of 34 dogs, I wasn’t just going to sit idly by and let the last one die.  So, I lined up a foster home and thought that everything would change for this loving boy.  Often I find myself questioning this move and here’s why:

In the beginning, everything was great.  I picked Disco up and drove him to his foster home in Independence and I must say, it was the strangest transport ever.  Have you ever tried to drive down the highway with a large dog perched on your shoulder like a parrot?  I really pictured my life ending by a fiery car crash on the interstate while trying to save a dog.  When I got Disco to his new place, he immediately fit in with the family and their dogs and cats.  As the days passed, Disco started showing more and more signs of bad behavior and as the days passed into weeks and then months, Disco eventually had become a nuisance  dog and the family no longer could care for him.  Disco’s destruction had become horrendous and he was responsible for actually eating siding off of a house.  He couldn’t be contained, he would jump fences, chew off of tie-outs, break collars and dig holes to escape.  He would chase the cats if they ran and chase the horse.  It also wouldn’t be unusual to look up and see Disco standing in the middle of the kitchen table.

After many months of trying, health issues of the family forced them to make the decision to give Disco back to me.  Of course, I couldn’t bring him home so he found himself in boarding.  A few weeks later, Disco had another chance of finding a forever home.  Sadly, that one hasn’t worked out, either.  While some of Disco’s problems have been fixed, he seemed to find new one’s.  So yet again, Disco is finding himself homeless.  Even with the perfect family, he still struggles every day and has become too much of a problem.

I am constantly thinking of Disco and how badly I want his story to have a happy ending.  I think of how many people have touched his life and I wonder if there will ever be that one person who is “it”, who is his match.  I ask myself if saving him was only prolonging his pain because even after 1 1/2 years, he still has no family of his very own.  He still finds himself being “the foster dog”, the outsider looking in.

Surely, there is someone out there that has a heart that needs filled?  Surely, someone wants to have Disco fever?  Please, just tell me it’s true.

**This blog is dedicated to those 34 dogs and to those amazing and beautiful rescue workers and volunteers that saved them.**

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Posted on February 25, 2012, in Posts and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. This is so not a case of rescue failure. I don’t know what you call it – if there is even a “name” for it. I know you are beside yourself and I don’t know that I would know what to do in your place either. My heart breaks for both you and Disco.

  2. not a failure… not all rescue and re-homing can be easy or everyone would do it 😉 his family is out there we just have to keep working to find them

  3. I fostered a black lab that had been returned to the shelter twice. First time they said she bit their beagle, next family said it attacked their 14 yr old. I decided I would take her home and see how she did with my dogs I only had the 2 rescued huskies at the time. Well she chewed up anything plastic, my new trees, and dug holes to China. Never once did she growl, bite anyone or even my cats. We tried to get her to act mean but she never once showed any aggression. I took her to an adoption event and an old man (in his 70s) wanted to take her home for the weekend. After talking to the director we told him yeah and she found her forever home. She is now one lucky and spoiled dog and minds this man like she was always his. Black Labs stay in the puppy stage a lot longer than other dogs it seems. Last time I saw her she still remembered me and I am so glad that she found a forever home.

  4. I found this today, and I am happy to report just a little over one month later than this was written, Disco came to me via Darath. She requested I take a look at this dog with these horrifying issues! I was a bit scared, to be honest. I have had dogs as she has described and I have been challenged to remain patient and kind in retraining. Then I picked Disco up! I am not disputing that he was a high maintenance dog for someone, but I can tell you he is a wonderful dog! I know why she rescued him, because I see it in his temperament, his smile, his walk, his love, his wonderful way with children, and I am glad that I have met him. There has only been two other dogs in my life with this kind of pull on my heart, and one was my beloved Jinx, Dobie. The other was a dog that was promised to me by a rescue group and then pulled away from me and hidden for reasons unknown to this day. I mourned that dog like no other because I didn’t even get to say goodbye. But Disco reminds me so much of him, and I am so blessed to be in Disco’s life. THANK YOU, DARATH! IF IT WEREN’T FOR YOU, I WOULD HAVE NEVER KNOWN THIS BEAUTIFUL SOUL!!!!

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