I am an anxious mess today, and Zander thinks that obviously this is the perfect day to lose his mind and act like a neurotic anxious mess too.
Sometimes I can't tell how much of it is just me projecting, him picking up on it, or him actually just being an anxious mess. Which often leaves me at a loss as what to do about it.
I know bad days HAPPEN, everyone and every dog owner has bad days with their dog. But it's hard to think that ON the bad day, when you're wondering if you screwed your dog up somehow or set them up to fail, or if things would be easier if they were on b-mod drugs, or if that is just taking the easy way out and just keep grinding training and setting habits an deal with it. Maybe you are making it up. Maybe they aren't that bad. Okay, they are that bad. Maybe it was a bad day. Maybe it was actually you that set them off. Maybe it was you that screwed them up and made them an anxious dog in the first place.
In all reality, an extremely anxious person + an extremely anxious dog is NOT a good combo. But we're too set on each other a this point to have it any other way. We BOTH get separation anxiety at this point. We're each other's pacifiers. Unfortunately, we can also be each other's triggers, too.
We're both in time out right now. I feel like a horrible dog owner because I get to pop a Xanax and he doesn't. Isn't that a bit crazy?
THIS IS WHY I WAS SO PICKY ABOUT BREEDERS AND TEMPERAMENT. There is zero way I can deal with an anxious neurotic dog again after this. I can take attitude, I can take naughty, I can take challenging. I can deal in the wavelength of normal fear and normal reactivity and normal bitchiness. I can't do severe anxiety/fear/going off food/freaked out by something new every week/xenophobic/mental mess.
I LOVE Zander, more than anything. He is my heartdog. But there are days where I really wish things could be better. Bad days SUCK. SUCK SUCK SUCK.
SUCK.