We
made it to our destination and waited for one of the school employees
to come meet us at the apartment to let us in. We knew the space was
gonna be small but it was SMALLLLLLLL. Luckily we didn't stay
there but that's a story for later. The lady arrived and so did
the owner of the building who then freaked out over Honey. They
said they weren't expecting her and she couldn't stay there.
However, we told them and told them and told them (and told them that we told
them previously)...."our dog is coming with us. She is a medium
sized to large dog." This is the response we got, "we were
expecting a medium sized dog."---who then go on to hold up their hands to
show what 'medium-sized' is---it is the equivalent to the size of a
poodle. Really? Really? That's your medium-sized.
After
repeatedly telling us we couldn't stay there, they ask what we were going to
do. We told them they needed to find another apartment for us which was
met with a NO they wouldn't do that. Next question they asked,
"How are you going to fix this?" How are WE going to fix it...WE’RE
not going to fix it. YOU are. It's YOUR mistake not
ours. We did our part and told you everything beforehand and we were
given the ok. Question #3: "Can you get rid of the dog or
send her back to one of your friends?" I think if we were
in America, the simple look of 'are you stupid' would have gotten the
point through but we weren't so we had to go through the process of explaining
to them that NOOOO we aren't getting rid of her and YESSSSS she's staying with
us no matter what. Question#4: just question number 3 repeated a
few more times. Our final answer: Buy us a plane ticket back to
America and yes you're paying for everything and yes we're leaving now.
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