Dogs and Divorce - Page 2

Never get married. lol

 Debby, your ex had other issues if he was jealous of a dog. I married a psycho once who was like that...but he was jealous of EVERYONE after we got married...he just chose the poor Chihuahua to lash out at. He also was following me around freaking out about me giving a classmate w/a BROKEN LEG a ride to class, lol, forbidding me from wearing shorts and makeup, etc. Can you say insecure?! 

That was my point; there are always other issues.

Alboe, you sound fair enough to me! I totally understand- an honest effort is all you need. I get it....don't know why so many don't. I just want respect for them. I admit my oldest male has been a little, um, hard on boyfriends, lol, but c'mon....if you're such a pansy that a dog is going to really scare you off, then you are not the guy for me and I am thankful to the dog for weeding the pansies out of the garden;-)

He got his antique cars,  I got the dogs and my house...I really got a deal..Lida

my wife is very much a part of our dogs. she is one of the greatest with them up to 3 months. she then knows it time to work and that they all will be gone. sometimes,like 2 heartbroken father and mother, we weap over them leaving us. she also helps with the pics. we are not pros at this part.we start their work at 4 weeks old.

My first husband wasn't a dog person. When my GSD bitch puppy chewed 2 pairs of his combat boots (hey I told him he needed to put them out of reach, hehe) he freaked out. He was never tolerant of anything getting destroyed or house training or well, anything. He didn't mind dogs, just they needed to be ancient, housebroken, never bark and generally lazy.

But we're divorced for other reasons, I kept the dog though and can still rely on him to swing by my house and feed her if I have to be out of town but other than making sure she has water and shoving food down for her, he wants nothing to do with her.

Jenn,

 that's is funny. Baden liked to pick on my husband for a couple of years after he moved in. Lay down in front of him or stop and stand in his way, making him go around, eye him while we sat on the couch.

I'll settle for the guy who likes dogs, I don't need a dog nut.

I had a dude already who gave me BS about going to work. That one didn't last long. He can take his St. Barts and stick it where the son don't shine. LOL 

Oh, I'm an expert at this one!  Now that I look back, I find it funny...  I hope I can give you the condensed version and I'll try my best

Yes, there were many things wrong with my marriage, long before dogs became an issue.  But all of those issues rose to the surface during a very difficult time in my life and a dog became the catalyst, indeed.

So, there was family health issue going on, causing stress in an already fragile relationship.  GSD is my breed of choice and I can't say that the dogs themselves were an issue, other than differences in opinion on training and care.  So, with two Terriers and one GSD, the X decided he wanted to get involved in training too, and decided on anther GSD, to which I disagreed.  He went ahead, against my wishes and purchased the puppy from hell.  Now, this dog COULD have been a good dog, but the X has the idea that dogs think like people, polar opposite to my view and treated him as such.

Another issue I disagreed with was racial and ethnic prejudices.  I try to judge people, like I judge dogs, on an individual basis and we had many arguments concerning this issue.  He would use racial slurs and it really bothered me.  He could keep his views, but hold his tongue, ya think?  He once told me that "there's a REASON some ethnic stereotypes exist!", so I tucked that in my memory banks.

So, this new GSD, HIS choice, with DDR blood, had more than enough energy and mischievousness to need constant monitoring and he was never home, so it became my responsibilty and it was 10 times worse than watching a two-year old.  Couldn't leave him in a room for 10 seconds before he'd be in some sort of trouble and we constantly argued about crate time (he thinks crates are horrible).  When he was still young, he developed a limp and, thinking pano, took him to the vet (also my job) and he was diagnosed with OCD.  Medication and crate rest were ordered, only to be taken out on lead for walks, then back into the crate until it subsided.  The X had a problem with this, but I insisted and things were fine.... for a while.

FF a couple of weeks, dog is doing well, X goes away once again and leaves me with Drake and HIS 3 (typical weekend scenario), dog has another bout with OCD.  Back to the vet, same instructions.  X comes home on Sunday and is once again arguing that he can't possibly be in the crate for that long -sigh-  I handed him the vet instructions in black and white and walked away.

So next morning, as I was getting my coffee, he lets him out of the crate, opens the door for all four dogs to go tearing into the yard.  It's too early to argue, haven't even had my coffee yet, so I say nothing UNTIL...  within 5 minutes, the dog is SCREAMING in pain and has to be carried back to his crate.  So, I went off, and I MEAN I went OFF.  F word flying out of my mouth, about every other word, I must have ranted for 20 minutes.  How F-ing dumb can you be?  I even ranted while showering, couldn't believe that he would compromise the dog's health.  So, as I was leaving to go to work, he started to say something about me BLAMING him, to which I replied, "OH, it's not your fault (and this is where the ultimate pay-back zing came in),  you're just toooooo f-ing POLISH to understand!!!!!!!!"

That was the last time he spoke to me

*This dog went on to an unprovoked attack on my oldest daughter and going after more than one other person at training.  I still feel bad for the dog, he could have been good had he been handled differently.  But, he's alpha and the X is not.  Sad...

I'm with BabyEagle - never get married- single is best.  No hassle.

molly

 4pack, yep. Same kind of stuff, he was a bit more obnoxious about it when he got the desired reaction though (bf freaking out banging on the bathroom door while I'm in the shower yelling at me to "call my dog off"). He wasn't doing anything but maintaining eye contact continually while walking backwards in front of him from room to room, LOL. I swear that dog was laughing. The entire time we were  together he was referred to as "that vicious animal."  

This poor sap was kind of an easy target though. They all kind of messed with him except my female Pit. She was just dumb enough to think he was the most fun ever. My Chi bit him one time when were were fighting. We were sitting on the couch and Widget was in my lap, minding his own business (sort of) and the bf was bitching at me about something and started to pet Widget simultaneously- WRONG! He was bitten and the poor dumb guy was totally flabbergasted and got his feelings hurt in a major way. I saw it coming, of course. He seriously couldn't comprehend why Widge would bite him for "no reason." Granted, loyalty may not be a "good" reason, lol, but it was reason enough for Widge!

I find that laughing in these situations does nothing to defuse the situation.  

Travels...lovely story. Illustrates the catalyst theory perfectly. The problem was that he was a know-it-all, no-nothing, narrow-minded jerk (if you don't mind me saying so;-)).

Some people (like a lot of us here) have relationships w/the dogs and bonds that "normal" people don't understand. They never will.