tiger roach
Urban Bovine Knievel
Gaaaaaahhhhhh
when a noble beast of impeccable lineage still wants pets and skritches
Gaaaaaahhhhhh
"Give me belly wubs ! "
Gaaaaaahhhhhh
you both look so happy!
tips and tricks...I'll be honest with you guys, I had a pretty bad experience this morning. The dog is doing well, everything is fine with Rufus - it was me that had the problem. I have anxiety and OCD (racing thoughts, etc) for context.
So last night I put Rufus in his crate and went to bed. He whined for a few minutes and then fell asleep, as Steve (my friend who'd been watching him) told me he probably would. When I went to bed I felt happy and excited to have the new pup here. He woke me up at 5AM (not unexpectedly, Steve also mentioned that he would do that) and I took him out for a little walk and to pee... and when we got back up to my apartment I had a terrible anxiety / panic attack centering mainly around "what am I doing with this dog? I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know how to care for an animal, this is going to be a disaster".
My negative thoughts began to race and cascade, as they will with OCD, and all the "what if" questions started - what if I made a mistake adopting him? What if I grow to resent him? What if he resents me? Can dogs resent people? What if he's unhappy here? What if I give him the wrong food? What if he gets into some chemical or something? (I put child locks on all the cabinets so it's not likely, but still...) What if he slips his leash and gets hit by a car? What if, what if, what if? Silly things to think about I know, but once it starts it can be very hard to stop that mental parade.
I knew going in it would be a big responsibility but I guess this morning it just hit me, and for a while there I was in full blown panic mode. I have since calmed down considerably, and Rufus is happily sleeping at my feet now as I work. I'm pretty sure I made the right decision to get him and I'm pretty sure things will be fine, I just got really overwhelmed there for a minute. I've lived alone for a long time and never had a puppy before, so I guess it's a big adjustment. I'm kind of scared I am going to screw it up and this morning it just all sort of hit me at once. Working off of minimal sleep probably didn't help matters either.
Like I said I am feeling a lot better now. We went outside again for 20 minutes and he did some exploring of his new urban setting. I think Rufus is a little anxious too. I tried to keep him from noticing how freaked out I was this morning (who knows how well I did) but this is his third home in two weeks. I am keeping him to a good food and go-outside schedule and giving him lots of pats and kisses and I-love-yous and snuggles (he is a very snuggly pup) and he seems pretty well adjusted given the circumstances, but I can tell he's a bit confused as to what's going on. I guess we will have to help each other get through the first few weeks until our routines are more solidified.
I have an appointment with the vet on Wednesday to get his next round of shots and a microchip, and I'm sure I will have plenty of questions for them too.
Any tips or tricks from previous puppy owners are most appreciated - thanks for reading this nonsense!