Hi Friends, Chile here, and I have another complaint today. It’s about my mom’s job. Don’t get me wrong, I know she’s doing good work and helping dogs with separation anxiety and their humans all over the world. The job itself is not my issue. You see, while she’s “working” she talks about ME– a lot! I’m ok with that part too. Why wouldn’t she talk about me? After all, I am fabulous and the most important thing in the world to her. BUT why does she always have to talk about problems from my past?
Day in and day out I have to listen to her talking to people on the phone or on the computer about all the things that used to happen when I was left alone. It’s like she forgets that I’m a completely different dog than I was back then. She knows that I can completely relax on my own when she leaves now (she thinks I don’t know about the camera on the fireplace…but, of course, I know). She says that she tells people about how anxious I used to be because they have dogs that feel that way too and it gives them encouragement that their dogs can learn to feel more comfortable alone just like I did. She also tells me that I’m still the worst separation anxiety case she’s ever seen and that if I could get better there is great hope for any other dog. I think that’s a little rude but I’m sure she doesn’t mean it to sound that way. Did I mention I’m the most important thing to her?
It’s true that I used to panic as soon as she left my sight. I don’t know why; it just happened. It’s like a little gremlin took over and I was no longer in control of the things I did or what happened to me. I know it was very upsetting for my mom (and later my dad too when he came into the picture) but to her credit, she never yelled at me or punished me no matter what happened while she was gone because she knew it wasn’t my fault. I hear her tell this to the people on the computer too. So hopefully that helps them understand that it’s not their dogs’ fault and that they should never reprimand their dog for what the gremlins made them do while they were alone.
Ok, I guess it makes sense that she has to talk about my history and the embarrassing things that happened to help other dogs and their people. I just wish she would also talk about all the great things I’ve done, and how pretty and smart I am. Does she tell them about how I went to college too? She claims that she took me to classes with her because I couldn’t be alone but I know she needed me there to help her study. I also went to college parties. Oh, the stories that I could tell! But I won’t do that to my mom. I won’t tell stories about her past. But she should talk a little bit more about how I’m the best dog in the world.