flyingmum, LOL at you guarding your title!! Dont worry I am scrambling like mad to avoid stealing it from you! Though I might just be a natural...
My day since posting last...
had a shower, really nice long hot one. Shaved, groomed. Took DS out on a date! Just me and him. Left the dog and DH at home. It was lovely. We got cakes at the tearoom, then spent a nice long time at the library. I was in mother bliss (if only I could blot out the other memories that is) it was a really lovely time.
Came home, dog went mad to see me as he is totally and only bonded to me. I took him out in the garden for some playtime with him. Having a good time! Thinking... maybe just maybe I could keep this dog. He was meant to be mine you see, my companion. Then come inside. Dog and DS begin their usual routine, dog attacking DS, DS screaming in terror, dog getting more fierce, me pulling dog off DS, dog turning on me, me calling DH in frantically so he could take dog away while I looked after DS.
DS then goes into one of his ultra manic phases. Runs headfirst into the door frame, very very badly hurting himself and getting a huge red welt on his head. Then threw himself off the sofa on the floor, landed on his head. More screaming in pain. I go to pick him up to comfort him, he starts screaming "no dont catch me" which is his thing at the moment, dont know where he has got it from but there you go. He starts screaming blue murder, honestly at this point I am in a panic thinking fucking hell not again and the neighbours are going to call the police, DS is screaming his head off "no dont hurt me dont catch me no no no" meanwhile he has wrapped his arms around my leg and I cant move anyway let alone "catch" him.
DH puts DS in his room to cool off. DS then begins screaming so hard his voice has got to be killing him, "mama dont leave me alone" DH says "dont go into him he needs to calm down" after 5 mins of this I finally go in to him as it is beyond my power to ignore him screaming like that for that long. He starts screaming, "dont catch me" (dog barking because he cant get to me through the stairgate) Then I say to DS "can I hold you?" he says in a perfectly normal, pleasant voice, "yeah, sure!" so I hold him.
We sit down to eat dinner. DS is very very very loud the whole dinner to the point where my ears just hurt.
Long story short I am confirmed in my decision that the puppy has to go back to his breeder and am trying not the focus on the pain of that as it will bog me down too much right now.
I put a note through the neighbours door to let them know dog was going (they complained last week that they heard his tail wagging against the radiator - we live in a semi bungalow) and dropped in the note casually that DS's existing problems had been made worse by the dog this is to convince them I am not after all operating a torture ring from my quiet leafy suburb.
I am still waiting to hear back from the breeder about arrangements for returning puppy. Am really trying not to think about how he will feel he loves me so much.
For the record I dont have a bad track record with animals. I have 10 (pre-dog) and have never had to rehome one before. This was the only dog though so now I know my limits.