My parents finally got the opportunity to meet the dog that I've adopted, Dexter. They're deathly afraid of dogs and you know what that means... They get scared, Dexter sense the fear and starts barking, parents get more scared, and an endless cycle of fear (kind of like our society). They're okay with me having a dog and they're trying to be okay with dogs too.
Since this is my first time being a dog owner, I get stressed out about EVERYTHING. Dexter gets ticks, I freak out. The day that I brought him home, I decided to schedule a check-up to make sure everything is okay. He didn't poop for the whole day, I start worrying that I might be feeding him right. I bring him out every four hours when I work at home to make sure he gets the chance to go pee. I get a dog walker for days when I need to go into the office because I don't think it's good for Dexter to be alone for 10 hours. I look into getting insurance for him just in case anything happens... etc. These two weeks has been really stressful on me because I worry about everything (Just like a mother having their first newborn baby) haha... I've basically given up my time playing video games because I'm so into learning more about taking care of Dexter since I'm the only person taking care of him.
I tell my parents all these things and they start complaining to me how I'm putting too much burden on myself and I'm spending too much money on premium food (Blue Buffalo), toys, snacks, etc. for the dog. I'm only buying the necessity and I'm good at managing my expenses and budgeting, so I think I'm doing fine.
Then my mom starts telling me about the days when she had a dog back in 1960s when she was little. She was a family of 10 in China and they had a dog too. But it wasn't as much maintenance as we put into our dogs now a days. He'd clean after her sisters and brother's poop (eating them up). They'd give him leftovers and bones. One time, he got dognapped(?) but the guy eventually let him go. Over the course of over a month, he still found his way back home. He lived over 12 years before his vision got really bad, wandered out to the streets and got hit by a car. My mom said he lived a calm, happy, and a healthy life... They never had to bring him to the vet, no such thing as doggy insurance, don't need to eat premium food that cost A LOT, etc. Just feed him and give him love and that's all he needs. I told my parents that I might want to bring Dexter to training classes and eventually get him into agility training but my mom starts saying I'm wasting money and just let Dexter live a normal life and train him myself.
I don't know what to think of that... I mean, her dog lived for 12 years without maintenance. Why do we spend so much time, effort, and money into our dogs? Is it a different kind of love? Do we believe that our dog is more happy and healthy as long as we spend more money? Why do we treat them with such high maintenance? Even the slightest thing makes me worry and think I should bring him to the vet and I believe this goes for a lot of pet owners here too.
I don't know if this is an appropriate post here as we're all doggy lovers and want the best for our doggies lol... I watched a preview of an episode of Cesar Millan where this woman's dog was abusive to the woman's son but she'd rather give more love to the dog than her son (basically let the dog abuse the son without teaching the dog that it's not okay) and I basically face palmed myself.
People tell me what I type has the tendency to come out as offending some people but hide it with sugar coated attitude. I hope this doesn't offend anyone and I want to clarify that it's not meant to offend anyone. I just want to bring this up for discussion.
Since this is my first time being a dog owner, I get stressed out about EVERYTHING. Dexter gets ticks, I freak out. The day that I brought him home, I decided to schedule a check-up to make sure everything is okay. He didn't poop for the whole day, I start worrying that I might be feeding him right. I bring him out every four hours when I work at home to make sure he gets the chance to go pee. I get a dog walker for days when I need to go into the office because I don't think it's good for Dexter to be alone for 10 hours. I look into getting insurance for him just in case anything happens... etc. These two weeks has been really stressful on me because I worry about everything (Just like a mother having their first newborn baby) haha... I've basically given up my time playing video games because I'm so into learning more about taking care of Dexter since I'm the only person taking care of him.
I tell my parents all these things and they start complaining to me how I'm putting too much burden on myself and I'm spending too much money on premium food (Blue Buffalo), toys, snacks, etc. for the dog. I'm only buying the necessity and I'm good at managing my expenses and budgeting, so I think I'm doing fine.
Then my mom starts telling me about the days when she had a dog back in 1960s when she was little. She was a family of 10 in China and they had a dog too. But it wasn't as much maintenance as we put into our dogs now a days. He'd clean after her sisters and brother's poop (eating them up). They'd give him leftovers and bones. One time, he got dognapped(?) but the guy eventually let him go. Over the course of over a month, he still found his way back home. He lived over 12 years before his vision got really bad, wandered out to the streets and got hit by a car. My mom said he lived a calm, happy, and a healthy life... They never had to bring him to the vet, no such thing as doggy insurance, don't need to eat premium food that cost A LOT, etc. Just feed him and give him love and that's all he needs. I told my parents that I might want to bring Dexter to training classes and eventually get him into agility training but my mom starts saying I'm wasting money and just let Dexter live a normal life and train him myself.
I don't know what to think of that... I mean, her dog lived for 12 years without maintenance. Why do we spend so much time, effort, and money into our dogs? Is it a different kind of love? Do we believe that our dog is more happy and healthy as long as we spend more money? Why do we treat them with such high maintenance? Even the slightest thing makes me worry and think I should bring him to the vet and I believe this goes for a lot of pet owners here too.
I don't know if this is an appropriate post here as we're all doggy lovers and want the best for our doggies lol... I watched a preview of an episode of Cesar Millan where this woman's dog was abusive to the woman's son but she'd rather give more love to the dog than her son (basically let the dog abuse the son without teaching the dog that it's not okay) and I basically face palmed myself.
People tell me what I type has the tendency to come out as offending some people but hide it with sugar coated attitude. I hope this doesn't offend anyone and I want to clarify that it's not meant to offend anyone. I just want to bring this up for discussion.