On March 2, 2013, we completed an application to adopt Ray. We had not totally decided on him, but wanted to ensure that we would get “first refusal” should any other requests be submitted for him. We were still evaluating him and, probably more importantly, were evaluating ourselves knowing that there were concerns being expressed by a shelter trainer about our suitability.
The concern was specifically my experience, as a young teen, of being bitten by a German Shepherd, together with the fact that I had never lived with a dog before. While Ray was considered ready for adoption, he was predicted to be quite challenging while he adjusted to family life.
On this day, five years ago, I was still visiting Ray on a daily basis in order to try and determine whether we could live together.