My partner and I STILL joke about her ‘adopting’ a cockapoo puppy. Out of everything (her Boris-level denial of partying in Dubai; greenwashing; red-herring ‘acknowledgement’ of her privilege) it is her one deception that IRKS me. I honestly think it’s the perfect microcosm for her sneaky, narc-y tendencies.
I’m obsessed with Animal Behaviour (it’s my bachelor’s degree) and dog behaviour in particular. And she’s utterly delusional if she believes her dog’s behavioural issues are (predominantly) a result of being rehomed as a VERY young puppy and not her constant, weeks- long trips away, lack of bonding time with her, lack of consistency in ‘dog sitters’ (whatever flatmate/family member/ friend she can pawn him off to), lack of dedicated training schedule when she got him, and just generally a lack of input from his owner.
If she truly believes his rehoming was the catalyst for his anxiety, then she should have put in MORE effort than the average puppy raiser.
I cannot for a second see Grace getting up early to spend time with him; crate training this puppy every day for months, teaching him mentally stimulating games, finding an activity he enjoys (retrieving, obedience, agility,etc) and working together. Even if she took him on long walks in the countryside or the coast on her days off, I could appreciate that. But she likely does nothing FOR him. She probably takes him a short walk to the park when the weather is nice; sits with him on the couch or in a beer garden; and lets him potter about the tiny garden. He’s a young, energetic dog (a spaniel/poodle mix at that!)
She should have ‘adopted’ a cat. And now she wants another puppy. What a joke.
gross
how many blankets to fold do you have, pet? Is it really a task that needs writing down? I’m surprised she hasn’t included “take a shit” on her quick ticks smh these people are unbearable.
