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Hi all! Some background- we are a family of 4- my husband, son (10), daughter (8). My daughter has been begging for a dog for years and I was always 70/30 not interested in getting one. I got a beagle when I was 21 but returned her to the breeder bc I was not prepared to handle all the work. Since we’ve been quarantined and I’m not working from home, I thought it would be the perfect time. We found a breeder with the perfect pup. We surprised the kids the day before and drove 3+ hours each way to get her. She is the sweetest, cutest 8 week old little pup. We got her Monday 4/6. Keep in mind my husband never wanted a dog, specifically stating he didn’t want any more responsibilities than he already has. His job is very demanding and he works long hours. My son was looking forward to getting her but he didn’t really care one way or another. I thought it would be nice for my kids to grow up with a dog (neither my husband nor i grew up with one)
Ok so we brought her home Monday. OMG. While cute and fluffy, she was so much work.Although my kids were helping, the bulk of the work was on me. At 4 lbs she needed to be taken out constantly. She was up during the night, I was sleeping maybe 3 hours. I missed my life so bad. I was so anxious, depressed, sad, with some moments of happiness. But mostly, I wished I could rewind and that we never got her.
After talking candidly with my kids, my son said he didn’t realize how much work she’d be and asked a few times if we could give her back. My daughter was so sad at the thought. So I hung in there. On Day 6, I couldn’t handle it anymore. I love my daughter more than anything but it was too much for me to handle. Everyone kept saying stick with it, it gets better, but honestly the end result wasn’t appealing enough to want to stick it out.
Day 7, I found the most wonderful family to rehome her to. They are total dog lover, 2 kids around my kids ages, and a 6 month old puppy of the same breed. So as of yesterday our pup has a new home. My daughter is devastated. She cried on and off the whole day and night yesterday. I kept her by my side, we cried together. I kept her distracted and we also grieved the loss together. I planned things for us to do that we couldn’t do with the puppy around. Today we are going for a family
Bike ride around the neighborhood. It wasn’t an easy decision for me, and I do miss the puppy. But if my daughter wasn’t so hurt, I wouldn’t have any second thoughts.
I guess I’m just looking for reassurance that I did the right thing. I did love the puppy but like I said, I was doing all the work, with my kids pitching in, and I felt like I couldn’t handle it emotionally. My husband was very upset with me for doing this to our daughter but throughout it all he didn’t offer to help anymore than he has been. I feel like if it had been 50/50, I may have been able to handle it. But he was honest from the beginning and said he was only agreeing to it for me and the kids and because under the current circumstances I’m home to care and train her.
I feel so guilty for putting my family through this.
Ok so we brought her home Monday. OMG. While cute and fluffy, she was so much work.Although my kids were helping, the bulk of the work was on me. At 4 lbs she needed to be taken out constantly. She was up during the night, I was sleeping maybe 3 hours. I missed my life so bad. I was so anxious, depressed, sad, with some moments of happiness. But mostly, I wished I could rewind and that we never got her.
After talking candidly with my kids, my son said he didn’t realize how much work she’d be and asked a few times if we could give her back. My daughter was so sad at the thought. So I hung in there. On Day 6, I couldn’t handle it anymore. I love my daughter more than anything but it was too much for me to handle. Everyone kept saying stick with it, it gets better, but honestly the end result wasn’t appealing enough to want to stick it out.
Day 7, I found the most wonderful family to rehome her to. They are total dog lover, 2 kids around my kids ages, and a 6 month old puppy of the same breed. So as of yesterday our pup has a new home. My daughter is devastated. She cried on and off the whole day and night yesterday. I kept her by my side, we cried together. I kept her distracted and we also grieved the loss together. I planned things for us to do that we couldn’t do with the puppy around. Today we are going for a family
Bike ride around the neighborhood. It wasn’t an easy decision for me, and I do miss the puppy. But if my daughter wasn’t so hurt, I wouldn’t have any second thoughts.
I guess I’m just looking for reassurance that I did the right thing. I did love the puppy but like I said, I was doing all the work, with my kids pitching in, and I felt like I couldn’t handle it emotionally. My husband was very upset with me for doing this to our daughter but throughout it all he didn’t offer to help anymore than he has been. I feel like if it had been 50/50, I may have been able to handle it. But he was honest from the beginning and said he was only agreeing to it for me and the kids and because under the current circumstances I’m home to care and train her.
I feel so guilty for putting my family through this.