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I need some advice as my Te and Fi are in conflict....
I have a cute little dog. His name is puppy. He is about 3.
In general he is a good dog and serves as a pet for the pet...the first pet being the most awesome dog in the world named Ivy.
Puppy is a little red heeler. He is kinda neurotic sometimes.
This last week I left for a business trip and had a pet sitter stop by every other day to feed and water the pets. They have a doggie door to get in and out.
When I returned Puppy had decided my bedroom was the proper location for all of his sanitary needs. It was horrific.
I recently recarpeted the upstairs area at a cost of $1500. Puppy effectively destroyed half of that. I am steam cleaning the carpet, but it will never quite be the same.
Puppy has other issues like submissive peeing a bit and eating copious amounts of fabric. He eats all the blankets and towels and even the toddlers clothes. He also got up in my bed and peed awhile back. He also barks a lot, especially at the neighbors or to get attention.
But nothing on this scale before. Effectively he just cost me about $900.
I posted an ad on craig's list but I dont think anyone really wants a dog that is older and neurotic-everyone wants puppies... I thought about an animal shelter, but I am pretty certain he would be put to sleep.
Thus I am left at the last step...just putting him to sleep myself. I understand this seems horrible. I feel horrible. But I have tried many many things and lots of money to work around Puppy's issues....and I feel more responsibility to him, than just to dump him at a shelter. It's almost like I feel I should be willing to first hand witness and follow through on my choice to give up on Puppy, and fully understand exactly what that really means.
I am not seeking affirmation, but just kinda venting, kinda not understanding what else to do. It's my fault on many levels as I choose to have a dog, knowing I travel, and I chose to live in a small condo knowing the backyard was really too small to give him adequate excercise.
But now my own choices seem to be condemning another creature to die. He would have died anyway as he came from a pound...but now it is my fault as I failed in my responsibilities towards puppy...any thoughts? (its okay to call me evil. I feel evil.)
I have a cute little dog. His name is puppy. He is about 3.
In general he is a good dog and serves as a pet for the pet...the first pet being the most awesome dog in the world named Ivy.
Puppy is a little red heeler. He is kinda neurotic sometimes.
This last week I left for a business trip and had a pet sitter stop by every other day to feed and water the pets. They have a doggie door to get in and out.
When I returned Puppy had decided my bedroom was the proper location for all of his sanitary needs. It was horrific.
I recently recarpeted the upstairs area at a cost of $1500. Puppy effectively destroyed half of that. I am steam cleaning the carpet, but it will never quite be the same.
Puppy has other issues like submissive peeing a bit and eating copious amounts of fabric. He eats all the blankets and towels and even the toddlers clothes. He also got up in my bed and peed awhile back. He also barks a lot, especially at the neighbors or to get attention.
But nothing on this scale before. Effectively he just cost me about $900.
I posted an ad on craig's list but I dont think anyone really wants a dog that is older and neurotic-everyone wants puppies... I thought about an animal shelter, but I am pretty certain he would be put to sleep.
Thus I am left at the last step...just putting him to sleep myself. I understand this seems horrible. I feel horrible. But I have tried many many things and lots of money to work around Puppy's issues....and I feel more responsibility to him, than just to dump him at a shelter. It's almost like I feel I should be willing to first hand witness and follow through on my choice to give up on Puppy, and fully understand exactly what that really means.
I am not seeking affirmation, but just kinda venting, kinda not understanding what else to do. It's my fault on many levels as I choose to have a dog, knowing I travel, and I chose to live in a small condo knowing the backyard was really too small to give him adequate excercise.
But now my own choices seem to be condemning another creature to die. He would have died anyway as he came from a pound...but now it is my fault as I failed in my responsibilities towards puppy...any thoughts? (its okay to call me evil. I feel evil.)