Once Again... Disappointment Comes Knocking

I was looking into courses that entailed working with animals and came across a vacancy to work as a groom assistant on the Pets At Home branch opening on Old Kent Road, a former Comet store that had closed down I read. It had all the makings of me getting my foot in the door and breaking into the pet industry, I could finally catch my break and do something I'd dreamed, to work with animals, it wasn't the Vet Assistant Role but it was a breakthrough nonetheless into being in an industry I aspired to work in. The catch was they requested experience in a pet grooming setting, something I did not have with smaller animals despite some light horse grooming.
I got busy, I looked and looked over the internet trying to find a quick and reliable form of communicating with pets at home to express my passion for the industry and request an exception in regards to the experience as I was very eager to learn and willing to make compromises on my behalf to get considered such as reduced wages.
I failed to find an email address to the relevant source and hoping for a speedy reply I thought that writing via post would be time lost that I could be applying to the position. I found a facebook page and messaged them immediately, the person corresponding with me, Chris was very helpful, friendly and quick to reply and told me I could count my horse grooming experience as grooming experience and that after talking to the relevant sector that I'd be eligible to apply and wished me good luck.
I got home after a long 12 hour shift in care work, and despite working the next day I stayed up until 2 am trying to tweak and perfect my CV and submit my application.
I was very excited and mentioned it to someone at work that I'd seen the job vacancy and had applied, the rumour started at work that I had a new job already and was leaving, rumours spread like wildfire sometimes and always seem to return in 1000 different ways from the original source, a job vacancy that I was excited about was being stretched and mixed into a job I already had according to people approaching me at work. So besides wanting the job because I really wanted It, if I'd not be successful I'd have all the rumours that I had it already and was leaving to taunt me.
I waited anxiously, a few days later, an email arrived entitled "RE: Dog Grooming Assistant Stylist"..."Pets at Home Application", I gasped, and help my breath with a feeling of dread and excitement, chills going up and down my spine, this was the start of something, a new beginning, a possibility of doing something I not only want but enjoy, I opened the email... as history repeating itself when it comes to jobs I really want, I was shot down when I opened the email and started to read it:
"Dear Sheara
Thank you for applying for the position of Dog Grooming Assistant Stylist - Old Kent Road *New Salon* with Pets at Home. We are really sorry but on this occasion your application has not been successful.
At Pets at Home, we are very proud of our business and we are truly grateful that you have taken the time and energy to apply for a position with us.
We would like to wish you every success and happiness with whatever you do in the future
Kind Regards
The Pets at Home Team"
My heart sunk and I felt so empty, I'd not even been considered for an interview. I replied asking for the reason I'd not even been shortlisted whilst expressing my hope to work in the industry. They replied that I did not have the grooming experience they required, I felt gutted. I'd applied previously to animal shelters and vets to work as a volunteer but the vets said they didn't have facilities for volunteers and the shelters were overwhelmed by volunteers so how was I to gain experience?
I replied with a plead to reconsider me, how I'm willing to do unpaid overtime, lower wages than their pay, until I gained more experience, to please give me the opportunity, I've not gotten a reply to my last email in days.
My dream to work with animals appears to be just that at the moment, a far away dream, whenever I try to get my foot in the industry I get the door shut on it.