FLETCHER WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT EXACTLY IS TAKING SO LONG.
He has been at our shelter since early May. Since then, people have gotten married, changed jobs, renovated kitchens, gone on vacations, and made several questionable decisions involving their exes.
Fletcher, meanwhile, has been sitting here waiting for ONE person to make an excellent decision to adopt him.
Fletcher is 46 pounds and is operating under the assumption that everyone else is simply moving at an unacceptable pace.
He has places to go. Things to sniff. Tennis balls to pursue. An entire world to explore, and instead he’s watching the same people mop the same floors every morning. He’s beginning to suspect this establishment has a very limited activities department.
Fletcher is a sweet, affectionate boy with plenty of energy and absolutely no interest in spending his best years becoming an expert in shelter operations. He needs an active family that enjoys getting outside, playing, and making the most of a beautiful day. A fenced yard would be ideal, preferably one where he can run without someone announcing that his fifteen minutes are up.
He gets along with other energetic dogs, particularly those who understand that a perfectly reasonable afternoon activity involves chasing each other until everyone needs a nap. Children eight and older would be an ok fit, too.
And here’s the thing about Fletcher.
For all his enthusiasm, all his energy, and all the adventures he’s ready to have, he’s also an incredibly sweet boy who wants someone to love.
Someone who knows his favorite things. Someone who looks forward to coming home to him. Someone who sees 46 pounds of excitement barreling toward them and thinks, that’s my boy.
He’s been waiting five months for a life that could have started with one application.
Five months of watching other dogs leave. Five months of hearing happy goodbyes that weren’t meant for him. Five months of being a really wonderful dog without a family to call his own.
We would love nothing more than to finally walk Fletcher out of our shelter for the very last time.
Preferably with you holding the leash.
Please help us find Fletcher his person. Apply to adopt, come meet him, or share his story. Somewhere out there is a family that doesn’t know what they’re missing.
And Fletcher has been more than patient while they figure it out.