Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Rehome him. Don't feel guilty. He's not a good fit for your family. He will not get better if this is how he is at age 9. He will be happier with someone who likes him.
Who wants an aging dog with genetic dental decay? His teeth run me about 2k a year alone and it's only that cheap because I drive him to my parents house where vets are cheaper.
I really feel that his chances of being successfully rehomed are very low.
Anonymous wrote:There. I said it. I HATE my dog.
He is nothing more than a burden.
He came into my life about 9 years ago. He is a maltese. We never bonded. We were always more like roommates that coexisted. Sometimes it was nice to have a roommate, sometimes not so much, sometimes we even found an occasional thing to do together and that was nice.
Well here we are 9 years later (and a few dog trainers I might add). And I'm done pretending to like my dog or make our relationship into one of those that people post on Facebook about with such glee.
Things that the dog has done in the last 60 days alone that have led to my feelings:
1. Escaped his crate, defecated on my floor and drug tampons out of the trash. He left these over my recently shampooed rug.
2. Peed in the house despite regular walks etc.
3. Bit my baby on the cheek, not breaking the skin (because dog has lost most of his teeth) but left a bruise
4. Made baby cry on several occasions by barking at him
5. Woken various family members up (particularly the baby) with his awful barking at nothing
6. As a result of his barking, my DH and I have created a system where by which we text it's each other before entering the house so one can secure the horrible barking dog away from the baby's room and not end nap time.
I am tired of dealing with his shit (literally and figuratively). I have lost the ability to find even one redeeming quality in him.
Are you ready for the worst? Get ready to flame! When I hear of friends pets dying and their accompanied distraught, all I can think is my dog will live FOREVER just to spite me. I find myself actually jealous of their conclusion to pet ownership.
Why don't I give him away? Because I feel like even more of an asshole abandoning him. At least in this house he has medical care and food and comfort. As much as I hate him, I feel that it's my responsibility/burden to see this to the end. Who knows maybe it will get better? Though I'm doubtful.
Anyone have a pet like me?
Anonymous wrote:There. I said it. I HATE my dog.
He is nothing more than a burden.
He came into my life about 9 years ago. He is a maltese. We never bonded. We were always more like roommates that coexisted. Sometimes it was nice to have a roommate, sometimes not so much, sometimes we even found an occasional thing to do together and that was nice.
Well here we are 9 years later (and a few dog trainers I might add). And I'm done pretending to like my dog or make our relationship into one of those that people post on Facebook about with such glee.
Things that the dog has done in the last 60 days alone that have led to my feelings:
1. Escaped his crate, defecated on my floor and drug tampons out of the trash. He left these over my recently shampooed rug.
2. Peed in the house despite regular walks etc.
3. Bit my baby on the cheek, not breaking the skin (because dog has lost most of his teeth) but left a bruise
4. Made baby cry on several occasions by barking at him
5. Woken various family members up (particularly the baby) with his awful barking at nothing
6. As a result of his barking, my DH and I have created a system where by which we text it's each other before entering the house so one can secure the horrible barking dog away from the baby's room and not end nap time.
I am tired of dealing with his shit (literally and figuratively). I have lost the ability to find even one redeeming quality in him.
Are you ready for the worst? Get ready to flame! When I hear of friends pets dying and their accompanied distraught, all I can think is my dog will live FOREVER just to spite me. I find myself actually jealous of their conclusion to pet ownership.
Why don't I give him away? Because I feel like even more of an asshole abandoning him. At least in this house he has medical care and food and comfort. As much as I hate him, I feel that it's my responsibility/burden to see this to the end. Who knows maybe it will get better? Though I'm doubtful.
Anyone have a pet like me?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Get rid of him. There is no need to be embarrassed if he is biting your baby.
We are using baby gates to separate them but it usually leaves one whining at the gate. So it's effective in that nobody is getting bit but annoying in that the dog is being provoked to make another noise.
Anonymous wrote:There. I said it. I HATE my dog.
He is nothing more than a burden.
He came into my life about 9 years ago. He is a maltese. We never bonded. We were always more like roommates that coexisted. Sometimes it was nice to have a roommate, sometimes not so much, sometimes we even found an occasional thing to do together and that was nice.
Well here we are 9 years later (and a few dog trainers I might add). And I'm done pretending to like my dog or make our relationship into one of those that people post on Facebook about with such glee.
Things that the dog has done in the last 60 days alone that have led to my feelings:
1. Escaped his crate, defecated on my floor and drug tampons out of the trash. He left these over my recently shampooed rug.
2. Peed in the house despite regular walks etc.
3. Bit my baby on the cheek, not breaking the skin (because dog has lost most of his teeth) but left a bruise
4. Made baby cry on several occasions by barking at him
5. Woken various family members up (particularly the baby) with his awful barking at nothing
6. As a result of his barking, my DH and I have created a system where by which we text it's each other before entering the house so one can secure the horrible barking dog away from the baby's room and not end nap time.
I am tired of dealing with his shit (literally and figuratively). I have lost the ability to find even one redeeming quality in him.
Are you ready for the worst? Get ready to flame! When I hear of friends pets dying and their accompanied distraught, all I can think is my dog will live FOREVER just to spite me. I find myself actually jealous of their conclusion to pet ownership.
Why don't I give him away? Because I feel like even more of an asshole abandoning him. At least in this house he has medical care and food and comfort. As much as I hate him, I feel that it's my responsibility/burden to see this to the end. Who knows maybe it will get better? Though I'm doubtful.
Anyone have a pet like me?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:At least he's just a dog. I feel this way about DH!
Was not expecting this and I just spit out my tea laughing. Oh my. Can you re-home your husband?
OP, it sounds like you are trying to do right by your dog and I would be at my wits end too. This is going to sound totally crazy, but have you asked the vet about meds. I remember years ago reading articles about dogs on Prozac and it was life changing.
Anonymous wrote:At least he's just a dog. I feel this way about DH!