I'm getting a kitten for my birthday (I'd get an adult cat, but I already have two adults and it's easier to introduce a kitten, in my experiences), so I decided to visit the SPCA with a friend of mine. When I was there, I absolutely fell head-over-heels for this one little long hair dilute tortiseshell (her ears make her seem part Maine Coon). I explained the situations I have (which are later explained) to the volunteer, and she said it'd be no problem.
Now, I don't drive, so of course I don't have a license. My school ID doesn't have my address on it, so it's useless with such matters. That was the main reason my friend came with me (she convinced me it wouldn't be a problem at all - she was very wrong).
Most of the people there were really nice, except for the one heinous bloodsucker that we got. My friend told me to just write down my information and not use hers. So I did. They asked if I was a homeowner. I explained that I live with my brother and father, and my father owns the house. They said they'd need to call him. Okay with me. Then they asked about vet references. Of course, I had another excuse (I REALLY wish my life wasn't quite so soap opera dramatic... it would sound a lot more plausible if it wasn't). My mom took care of the vet stuff and our pets do go to vets, but the cat vet I don't know because my mom never kept record of it and she died a month and a half ago. So I said the name of a vet that I remembered from when I was like five. I can easily get a new vet, but I'm not sure which ones have our records (and my father isn't either). They called the vet, and they had no record under my last name. Well, I was outside on the phone with my dad, and my friend told them to check under my mom's maiden name. Of course they were quite upset and said, "She has two last names and didn't TELL US?" (My mom used three last names - her maiden, married, and a combonation of both. It's rarely known which one she used at certain times)
So we left and I'm going back with my father tomorrow.
I can understand that a young adult girl coming in with so many excuses seems shifty, but the lady was flat out rude about everything.
The fact of the matter is, why do they really care? They're the SPCA. They're just going to kill the animals in a week to two weeks anyway. They need the extra space. I applaud them for being cautious, but seriously, they should be happy for anyone to come along and take the animals. It's not like they get very crowded there.
Gargh. Too complicated for me. So frustrating.