Today I am feeling so overwhelmed. My older son is having a health issue--serious--and that stress alone could explain my feelings. But although I've found 3 places I can take Jett for exercise, I can't get past the thought that "This is not what I signed up for." I thought I was taking him temporarily--and then became aware that there was little chance his owner could take him back (or should take him back). She confirmed this week that she does not expect to be able to do so. And he is so aggressive. The vet stood still, back turned, and he still went at her--that was a few weeks back and she said, "This is an escalation."
We haven't started meds, though; I don't really know what is causing the delay. I guess I should call again.
I have a dog I cannot leave with anyone but my younger son (who is at college) and my 17 y.o. daughter (who has no interest). I don't know what I will do if I have to go to help my older son with his situation (he lives far away). I don't know what I'm going to do for the 5 weeks I plan to be away from home this summer--trips planned and paid for well in advance.
He's only 8.5 months old. It's not his fault he lived in his crate for 3 months at his owner's home and never had a chance to experience the world. It's not his fault he's terrified all the time.
I wish I wanted to do all the work it will take to even see if there is improvement--sometimes I do, but other times I don't. I wish I hadn't offered to take him in the first place. I wish I had no worries about plans made, or my son's health. I wish I had all the time in the world to help him. But if wishes were horses . . .
I am feeling really trapped. I'm just a mess today.
It does help my stress level a little tiny bit to imagine whacking his (unknown) breeder upside the head. But it sure doesn't solve any problems.
Radar, Aussie/BC mix, b. 2/27/2012
Jett, GSD foster pup, b. 7/15/2018