Very strange...too much weirdness for me.
At first, it sounded a little like what happened when I got Brody...but, I know a member of the previous owners' family...a very good person. First, he had a grooming appointment that morning and they would call me after that and we would meet so I could pick him up. When the day wore into afternoon, I called them. A child had an event and they were just on their way back from that and would call me. Then they wanted to do the transfer tomorrow...which was a Sunday. I didn't want to get him without time to be with him and make him comfortable in my home before having to go back to work. I had thought I would have most of Saturday and all of Sunday, and at 14 months old, would be enough time, but it was looking like I might be picking him up just before bedtime Sunday night...to my warped little mind. lol So, I called them back and said it had to be today, and amazingly the doggie daddy...mommy was too broken up by having to re-home him to see him off...showed up within 30 minutes despite the 'too busy right now' reasons for a Sunday transfer...which made me think there were some worrisome 'second thoughts' going on that might preclude me even being able to get him.
My point is that, if she was truly so saddened, and possibly quite ill, to have to give him up, the sequence of events might make some sense. But, at the end of your explanation, I am not so certain what was going on, and think you made the right choice.
I am so sorry you went through all that...that's an expensive trip for nothing, but you are probably better off in the long run. Who knows what else she might have tried to pull.
Perhaps that just wasn't your baby...who is still waiting for you to find him/her! {{{Hugs}}} |