This post is not meant to knock any rescue or adopting in any way...I love the rescue, and I have and want to adopt every boxer I every have. We lost or sweet Noel a few months back and our now 7 year old boxer boy Fred is getting pretty lonely. I called the rescue and set up a time to see if we could set him up with a new sister. They told me upfront they did not have a lot of boxers because they have stopped taking them in until September. The first boxer girl they showed us was perfect. (to me anyways). She was a 4 year old spitfire little girl. Got along great with Fred and super friendly. Her story was that her owners surrendered her because they worked all day and she was destroying their furniture. They decided we could not adopt her because both husband and I work. I agreed with them that we would crate her ( we have a oversized 4ft by 4ft crate from Fred's puppy days). It breaks my heart because I think she is living in a kennel right now, and we can give her so much more. So next they showed us a lovely bouncy 1 year old female who was super tall like Fred. She got along great with him, too...they felt even better then the first one. She was submissive to him and basically told him you'd be the boss. They told me up front this girlie was pretty new to the system, and would need training before they let her go. I told them I would be willing to come and train with her. Then they brought up the fact that I live on a very busy road...I do..have lived here for over 20 years. I am anal about it with the dogs, and very careful. We have never had an incident. They said she would need some additional "lunge training"...I said OK, no problem..let's give her a home. They said she will end up hurting Fred...They said I should wait until they get an old dog and then we can see. I was so disappointed. I love these people. I love what they do and what they have done for me in the past. But I know my dog. He has lost two sisters already and he needs a youngster to keep him going. I seen this with my girl Lucy when she lost her brother...we went to the rescue, and they denied us a young boy then, too--told us they would call when someone else came in, but they never did call. Lucy was growing old fast without a buddy. That's when we added Fred, as a 10 week old puppy. That combination was great for both of them...Lucy lived to a happy almost 13. We added Noel then--from the rescue. She was older and it was perfect...Fred was used to an older girl and kept Noel young. They were two peas in a pod. Now I can't help but think it is Fred's turn. I need to put his needs first...he deserves it. I see him getting older like Lucy was. They've pretty much have ruled out a young dog for us, so I am sadly forced to troll ads and other shelters. My heart is so broken from this.