I thought he was cute and had to see what he looked like in person. So I went to see him on a Friday and he looked so much cuter than I thought he would.
I stood there and pet him for about 10 minutes. He looked really sad but otherwise healthy. I decided to go and think about it.
I had made the decision to go see him again the very next day (Saturday) after the lawn man came to give me a price for the lawn. That took forever because the man was late! The minute he left I drove to the shelter and his sign was gone. I asked the lady that worked there if he was available and she said "he's being adopted right now." I was so sad but I was conviced he was my dog and I now knew I wanted him. So I went to the adoption area and saw the lady. She didn't look like she wanted him but was settling for him. Her whole interview was messed up and I said "there's no way she will be approved" but sadly she was. When she got up after the paperwork was signed I stood up too and told her "if for whatever reason you don't want him I want him" and then I started crying and she said "you can have him." I said, "you just adopted him." We exchanged numbers and I told her to call me if she changed her mind. I then left it up to God.
3 hours later she calls me and said she found another dog and that Cotton was mine. We had to meet at the shelter on Monday to pick him up and get the adoption in my name. The shelter didn't like what she was doing and she realized she had brought a dog back before to the shelter. They banned her from ever adopting from them again.
As for me, I got to take home Cotton that day.
