You know what I fucking hate? The idea that buying a purebred dog, even if it’s bred by a responsible breeder who screens, tests, trains and educates, is killing innocent pound puppies. I get it on the bulletin boards I’m on and casual comments elsewhere.
“Don’t buy from a breeder – adopt!”
“All breeders are causing this pet overpopulation!”
“Rescue – don’t breed!”
“How could you get a dog from a breeder when there are so many already needing homes?”
It used to be that purebred dog owners were the snobs, parading their fancy dogs in front of the lesser mongrels and mongrel-owners. Now it seems that everyone who ever plucked a dog out of the pound or SPCA deserves the Nobel Prize while people with the temerity to pick a dog whose background and breeding is likely to suit their lifestyle and goals should hang their heads in shame. At the very least, they should be proclaiming their intention to rescue “next time”, to make up for the terrible sin they made in the deliberate purchase of a delibrately bred dog.
Never mind that some breeders are nearly obsessive-compulsive about their breedings. Forget the fact that some of these people spend thousands of dollars to test their dogs clear of genetic disorders and demand that the dogs they breed to have the same tests proving that they are not afflicted. Ignore the part where these people never make money off of these dogs, because they are spending it all on the continued health and welfare of the animals that they breed.
While I agree that irresponsible breeders are causing the current overpopulation of dogs, I hardly think that ALL breeders are guilty of this sin. I have yet to see a dog from a reputable breeder in the adoption circuit for the simple reason that they screen owners and demand first refusal if the owner cannot or will not keep the dog. The people who buy from these breeders are not just looking for BreedX; they are looking for a member of BreedX that is less likely to fall prey to genetic disorders or develop weird temperament problems.
Rescue and adoption are terrific ways to get a pet. But they aren’t perfect. There are a lot of happy endings in the rescue world, but there are also a lot of horror stories too. You can’t save them all and sometimes when you try, you end up hurting more than you bargained for. Pain that all the fuzzy bunnies and rainbows that rescue/adopter enthusiasts throw at you can’t alleviate. Shibas are not a forgiving breed when it comes to neglect or abuse – you can end up with a dog who fear-bites or goes catatonic when faced with routine family life.
I’m not saying that people should not rescue dogs. I think that it’s a noble and responsible choice, especially for someone who has the time and knowledge to work past the quirks that a dog – especially a Shiba – can have acquired during a hard-knock life. And it is very often successful – there are many stories of successful adoptions and happy lives.
But it isn’t the answer for everybody. And if I decide to go a route which I believe will bring both me and the dog I introduce into my life the least pain and most happiness, I’m not going to feel guilty or responsible for someone else’s choice to breed irresponsibly.
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