Dog momma that is.
Since the husband has been gone since Thursday, its just been me and the animals. And let us not forget my best friend for the weekend, miss bottle of white wine. Thank God I didn’t give up wine for lent.
Let me state that; I love my dog and I love my cat. They have yet to find the love in each other, but that is a whole other story.
So puppy days can be hard. Really hard. We are 5 months old, probably hit the 50 lb mark, and this dog momma can go a little crazy. Because let’s be real, there is only so many times one person can say “no. come. sit. stay. give.”
I hate to admit this, but I fail miserably every so often and immediately regret overreacting at the situation. I even crawled into bed after freaking out one time because I disliked how I handled the situation. It’s not Kota’s fault, he doesn’t know better. The 50 lbs doesn’t work in his advantage. He looks like a mature dog, but I have to constantly remind myself that he is still a puppy. He’s still learning, and I don’t want him to ever become afraid of me. I would be so heartbroken if it ever came to that.
I recently talked to a coworker about the frustrations and the guilt that the frustrations can bring, and it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one who gets stretched thin with patience. We both have different struggles with our dogs, but we are conscious about our reactions and the desire to change how we might react to situations in the future, to not only help ourselves stay sane but to also teach our pups in a more positive way.
Count to 10. Breathe. He only has us. –this is my motto.
What do you do to keep the peace between you and your beloved four-legged friend? I would love to hear that I’m not alone in feeling this way, and maybe try some new techniques as well!