The Cassandra Complex

Well, after after making a complete nuissance of himself at the RSPCA for the past three days, M managed to scam his suitability interview for the puppy yesterday afternoon. He passsed, and the lady decided we didn't need a yard inspection because we already had a dog and clearly know what we are doing (in relation to dogs, anyway).

So we can pick up little 314 anytime we want. We're going to get her on Friday afternoon on the way home, though, because we both have work today and tomorrow. M is planning to spend all weekend with her (I feel vaguely disgruntled), and I have applied to have next week off work so that I can make sure she gets settled in properly (M feels majorly disgruntled, but he can't get time off because he only just started a new job this week).

Thank goodness the process is over. I know why they have instigated interviews, but it seems to me that they ought to get more people doing them so they stay more on top of the applications. If M hadn't pestered them, we probably wouldn't have had the interview till at least Friday. It seems as though the process penalises the people who try and do the right thing and rehome a dog from the RSPCA as opposed to getting a "free to a good home" puppy from the newspaper.