Bernardluv
Tourist
So I just need to get things off my chest relating to my life, and I have no safe space to do so.
I left my job for a dream job, one that required me to move out of state, sell all of my furniture and most of my life belongings. I was willing to chase the dream. I am on the road and my employer pulled the job offer. Thankfully I was driving to my friends house to meet up with him first.... So this gave me the ability to stop where I was safe. My buddy and I load up my stuff, and my animals, into his vehicle and we hop on the road for an impromptu 'vacation'. We made plans as we went and made it to our final destination.
On our trip, my dog was incredibly reactive, a tendency I was able to mitigate before as he has a bite history. Well, with exercise, open space, freedom, and a wonderful vacation, it was decided that after he tried to bite a friend, I would rehome my dog. I was without housing, job, money, and the stability it takes to maintain safety for a dog that is fear reactive. Well, yesterday I rehomed him. He was my partner for 2 years. He and I grew together and loved together. I am feeling numb and just... blah. I have my other dog that I am keeping, as I have a job that I can bring her to, and living set up there. But these last two weeks have been hell. I have been so stressed out, and now I am heartbroken as my life turned upside down.
I am still keeping the dream, just found a better employer that will work with me a bit easier, and the pay is higher. SO in the end, it all worked out, but man alive, I am exhausted. I am ready to begin my new adventure, but I miss my boy.
I left my job for a dream job, one that required me to move out of state, sell all of my furniture and most of my life belongings. I was willing to chase the dream. I am on the road and my employer pulled the job offer. Thankfully I was driving to my friends house to meet up with him first.... So this gave me the ability to stop where I was safe. My buddy and I load up my stuff, and my animals, into his vehicle and we hop on the road for an impromptu 'vacation'. We made plans as we went and made it to our final destination.
On our trip, my dog was incredibly reactive, a tendency I was able to mitigate before as he has a bite history. Well, with exercise, open space, freedom, and a wonderful vacation, it was decided that after he tried to bite a friend, I would rehome my dog. I was without housing, job, money, and the stability it takes to maintain safety for a dog that is fear reactive. Well, yesterday I rehomed him. He was my partner for 2 years. He and I grew together and loved together. I am feeling numb and just... blah. I have my other dog that I am keeping, as I have a job that I can bring her to, and living set up there. But these last two weeks have been hell. I have been so stressed out, and now I am heartbroken as my life turned upside down.
I am still keeping the dream, just found a better employer that will work with me a bit easier, and the pay is higher. SO in the end, it all worked out, but man alive, I am exhausted. I am ready to begin my new adventure, but I miss my boy.