06/25/2025
I want to talk about all the people who failed Major.
Let’s start with the obvious: the backyard breeder who bred two untitled, untested dogs—then took it a step further and sold him to a pet store.
The pet store that profits off irresponsible breeding and the unethical sale of puppies.
Then there’s the man who bought him without doing any research. And just when you think it couldn’t get worse—he dumped Major on his ex, leaving her to care for both a special needs child and a high-drive, high-energy dog.
And let’s not forget the unqualified trainers who failed him so miserably they zapped him into an anxious mess.
Or his first, second, and THIRD adopters—people so painfully inexperienced and dishonest about their abilities, who gave up the moment things got hard. He was never truly given a chance. They treated him like a burden, not a living being.
But now, I want to talk about the people who didn’t fail him.
The young girl who gave it everything she had. She sought out professional training, worked hard to meet his needs, and loved him deeply—but ultimately made the heartbreaking choice to let him go, knowing she couldn’t give him the life he truly deserved.
And finally, the father and son. Honest, hardworking men who recently lost both of their shepherds. I didn’t sugarcoat anything. I told them exactly who Major was: an amazing, affectionate, social dog… who’s been through hell. He’s confused. He’s been bounced around so many times he doesn’t know what to think. He’s skin and bones. He has diarrhea from stress nearly every day. He’s too unhealthy to even be neutered.
But I also told them this: if you give this dog a real chance, he will give you his whole heart.
They listened. We trusted each other. And now, Major is home—really, truly home.
I love you, kiddo. But I hope to never see you in my rescue again.