Just to give you a little background, my husband and I started dating 6 and 1/2 years ago. We both left our respective apartments and moved in together. We moved into my grandfathers house to save money and help him out. He has a 2 family house with 3 bedrooms in each part of the house. He said that we could live upstairs for $100 a month. We live on the top half and he lives in the bottom. It’s well worth $700 a month he figured we’d help him and he’d help us. Anyway, he said that we could get a dog, which is something I have grown up with all of my life. However, living in an apartment, never allowed for that. Adam on the other hand, never grew up with a dog and wanted nothing to do with one. I begged and pleaded and he held his own and kept saying no way. One day about 3 weeks after moving in together, we were out at the mall. We had walked by Petsmart and I had asked if we could go inside to check out the dogs. Not to get one but just to look (see where i’m going with this). He said ok. We got inside and looked around and went over to the adoptable pets section. I was just picking the dogs up and playing with them as was adam. I wanted every dog in the place, but didn’t ask to get one. Adam on the other hand, saw this woman walk out of a room with this little black and tan puppy. Adam’s heart immediatly sank and he said “what about this one”. I couldn’t say no. We took the pup home, named it Maidson and were on our marry way. We were going to crate train her and the whole shabang, until Adam heard her wimper in the middle of the night the very first night we had her. From there on out, she has slept in our bed EVERY.SINGLE. night and been treated like the royal princess of the family. She has us trained so well. For the past 5 years she has been the number one person in our house. Always playing with us and getting all of the attention (see where i’m goin’ with this one). However, she did usually do her own thing if we weren’t paying attention to her. She would just sleep in her chair or go in our room to sleep or what have you. Well things have changed these past few weeks. She has been acting so strange lately and I swear she knows that she is not going to be numero uno anymore. She does not leave my side for anything. Where ever I go, she is right there next to me. If I get up to get her a treat, she won’t eat it, unless she is STARVING, which is usually NEVER. In the evening when I get home from work, I always do the same routine, I go in to the room and say hello to her and pet her and then we both go downstairs to visit with my grandfather. He totally loves the dog and it brings his spirits up every day when he sees her. We used to visit for about 20 minutes and then head upstairs to cook dinner. “Used to” being the key words here. Now the evening consists of me going in to say hello and pet her and all that jazz. We both go downstairs to visit with gramps and I get up to leave and she wants to stay. She WILL.NOT.LEAVE. I am not even kidding. She’ll start heading for the door with me, but then she stops, turns around and goes back to visit with gramps. I go back to get her and she’ll get off the couch, start heading for the door, but stop and lay down underneath the dining room table. Once I walk away, she gets up and goes back into the living room to visit with my grandfather again. At first I thought this was really comical, but now, I feel really sorry for her. I think she knows that we are having a baby. Either that or maybe she thinks somthing is wrong with gramp, but I don’t know about that one because it’s only been since I’ve been pregnant. I’m actually getting quite concerned and often wonder if I should bring her to the vet. Although, I’m sure it’s just anxiety and depression. Has anyone else out there been pregnant or already had a baby with a dog previous to the baby had this experience? I’m worried, but in the same sense I feel like she’s acting this way because she is a spoiled brat and knows what’s going on. I do love her to death, and she will still be a part of our everyday lives, without a doubt. She is just so sad all of the time I feel like.
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September 20, 2006 at 7:06 pm
Cute Pooch! I wish I had some advice for you on this one, but I think my dog is still too young and too much of a goofball to understand anything that’s happening.