They tend to say, puppies bring lots of joy... It might have been true, but not with my family. Right. Let me start off with saying that before I got a pup, I tried to read everything that I can, if they are ill, behaviour, etc - I even decided to take Zack to training classes to get him on the best behaviour, especially since there are small kids that might be visiting us every so often, etc.
Okay, well this started when my brother and his girlfriend moved in. When they did move in, I wrote a piece of paper stuff like when the dog jumps up, ignore him and when he calms down then pet him, or when he bites ignore him or give him a toy to show him what's right, stuff like that. They did everything. The opposite way. My brother always lets Zack jump up on him, when I remind him he just jumps backwards which gets Zack even more attention and praise (in a "fun" way). I keep reminding him every day, he still does it. Or when I need to do my homework or basically chill out for a couple of minutes, I put Zack in the crate and go to my room. I tell my mum and my brother that he still hasn't been yet after dinner, so when you see any signs take him out please. They assure me they will. I come out 15 minutes later, first thing I see? A big poo beside the front door and a puddle. Obviously, noone noticed, because noone was taking care of him. First thought, why did they let him out, and when they did, why did they not look after him? I asked, their response "his whining was pissing us off". Well, great. This happened a couple of times, always the same happens. It once even happened when my friend came over. I try to point these things out, like when they let Zack jump up on them, etc - They start saying that I'm making a soldier out of Zack, that I'm so strict, and more. I obviously try to respond with an argument, saying why I do it, etc - Then what my mum usually does is start screaming and "cry", then tell my dad that I always start arguments... Fantastic! Love it. I wish this happened every single day... Then one day my brother was playing with Zack, and I noticed Zack bark, but my brother continued to reward him by playing. After numerous amounts if times telling them that if he barks just stop playing for a while, they still tend to ignore me. I usually just go to my room and try to calm myself, because I know I won't get any support from them. And what happened today. Zack had diarrhoea today, so I told my mum we need to fast him for 24 hours so it goes away, and that we can give him some rice occasionally. She said okay okay, whatever. Then at around 7pm, I'm in my room and I hear dry food hitting off the edge of the bowl... My mum gave Zack more food already, which even the vet told not to do so (we have an appointment tomorrow), but still, she tends to ignore it and says she has "more experience with dogs" than the vet and the people who write articles on the internet... Seriously, all I really need is just some support and love. All I get is getting screamed at and getting ignored no matter how hard I try to raise Zack well. They just say they know better because they had one dog before, that hardly knew how to sit and kept barking whenever someone opened the door or rang the bell... I seriously cannot take it anymore, I wish me and Zack could just run away so I could train him myself... And of course my brother being a jerk is teasing me with stuff like "your dog obviously likes me better than you, look he comes to me to play and he doesn't like you", etc. He is 33 years old and is still doing that. I would think he had some brains in that head, but no. It breaks my heart to hear stuff like "your dog hates you" because I am the one that has to be strict, of course they give him big treats for nothing (my mum gave him a cooked bone once that I had to take away from Zack), or I need to put Zack in the crate, etc - So I understand that he might not like me very much... It's heartbreaking for me... I wish I could just be alone with Zack and noone else