We have a three year old dog who everyone in the house dotes on.
I tolerate him.
he’s not a bad dog but is a challenge in so many ways.
Hes highly intelligent and affectionate, and by and large a good dog.
But im the one at home with him.
We had two cats when we got him, but quickly had to partition the house to give safe spaces for the cats.
Tonight has just made me realise I dont like the dog. And never really have.
Ironically I’m the one to take care of him a majority of the time.
this evening the cat came down to see me in the kitchen. I thought the dog was sleeping with DH so didn’t think much of it. But the dog came out of nowhere and tried to rip the cat to bits.
i think I’m maybe exaggerating that a little, but that’s what it felt like.
Had to pull the dog away and give the poor cat a safe escape.
im just so sad that everyone else is so in love with the dog except me.
There is no option for the dog to go because they all love him so much.
I actually feel that if I gave them an ultimatum of ‘it’s either the dog or me’ that they will actually pick the dog 😔