are saints.
I was reading a thread on another forum about a dog who the owners had worked hard with for a long time on some aggression issues, and in the end, put the dog down because it was too hard on them and the dog. It really struck home that if Bella's issues had been different, and her issues had been getting stressed and reacting at me, or my family, that I would have had to do that same thing.
So here I sat at the laptop on the 'dog couch', crying like a fool, sorry for the loss of a dog who wanted to be something she mentally couldn't be (they said she wasn't right in the head), and crying because I saw how that could have been Bella's issues, and I got off lucky, when Bella sits up from her snooze on the other couch in the room (notice I'M on the dog couch, and Bella's on the people couch!) looks at me, cocks her head, and Psyche gets up off the floor, comes over and curls up at my side, head on my leg.
Bella watched me for a bit longer 'till I got the tears under control.
Anyway, moral of the story, it amazes me how in-tune my dogs are to me. I wasn't crying hysterically or anything, just some tears and some snuffling. But they both took time to notice and kind of 'comfort' me.
(Zoey's in the other room, zonked.)
Have I mentioned in the last little while that I love dogs, specifically my dogs?
I was reading a thread on another forum about a dog who the owners had worked hard with for a long time on some aggression issues, and in the end, put the dog down because it was too hard on them and the dog. It really struck home that if Bella's issues had been different, and her issues had been getting stressed and reacting at me, or my family, that I would have had to do that same thing.
So here I sat at the laptop on the 'dog couch', crying like a fool, sorry for the loss of a dog who wanted to be something she mentally couldn't be (they said she wasn't right in the head), and crying because I saw how that could have been Bella's issues, and I got off lucky, when Bella sits up from her snooze on the other couch in the room (notice I'M on the dog couch, and Bella's on the people couch!) looks at me, cocks her head, and Psyche gets up off the floor, comes over and curls up at my side, head on my leg.
Bella watched me for a bit longer 'till I got the tears under control.
Anyway, moral of the story, it amazes me how in-tune my dogs are to me. I wasn't crying hysterically or anything, just some tears and some snuffling. But they both took time to notice and kind of 'comfort' me.
(Zoey's in the other room, zonked.)
Have I mentioned in the last little while that I love dogs, specifically my dogs?