Hi everyone I'm new to the board so please be gentle :unsure:
I hope nobody thinks badly of me, but just over 2 years ago I had to give up my beloved Whippets
I don't want to bore you with the story, but...........four and a half years ago due to a relationship breakup and finding myself soon to be a single (first time) mum, I took the advice of someone more child knowledgeable (so to speak) than me and moved from my rented cottage in the country to a rented flat in town (as 'this would be easier for me'). And so began the worst time of my life.
Both my whippie bitch (Phoebe) and dog (Casper) were inseccant chewers (both while I was with them and when I was out (although worse if I was out as I could tell them 'no' when I was there)). I tried every solution I could think of to stop this, but to no avail, but it was never a problem for me as obviously I loved them regardless and my living situation allowed them to have their own room where they could chew to their hearts' content! My new rented flat did not/does not offer this luxury and obviously I was aware of this before I decided to move...........but I was promised by someone very close to me that they would look after my whippie babies while I was at work (part time) and that they would never need to be left alone. Unfortunately I was let down.
After two and a bit years of struggling with a baby/toddler whilst having my house/possessions destroyed and eventually taking the little hunnies with me everywhere I went in the car (including to my work on the mornings I was there). I decided it was time to give up and rehome them (at this time Casper was nine and Phoebe was eight). I was honest about their 'problem', and although Whippet Rescue couldn't help me, I managed to find the most wonderful couple to adopt them. I am 'glad' to say that they have the most fantastic home in Perthshire where they will spend the rest of their days, where their 'problem' is understood and they are never left alone. However, two years on I still feel as if my heart has been ripped out. I cry for them most days (and have a tear in my eye as I tell you this story). I can't explain how much I long to have them with me, curled up at my feet or playing around with their bums wiggling in the air.
Casper and Phoebe were/are the most wonderful, gentle dogs and I know I should have tried harder to keep them with me and that I made a really bad decision. I suppose I just wanted to get the guilt off my chest, but I also wanted to ask if you think this will/should prevent me from owning a Whippie again? I would always be honest about my past with any breeder/rescue etc and wonder if you think this would/should put them off?
Any comments are greatly appreciated.
Rachel x
I hope nobody thinks badly of me, but just over 2 years ago I had to give up my beloved Whippets
Both my whippie bitch (Phoebe) and dog (Casper) were inseccant chewers (both while I was with them and when I was out (although worse if I was out as I could tell them 'no' when I was there)). I tried every solution I could think of to stop this, but to no avail, but it was never a problem for me as obviously I loved them regardless and my living situation allowed them to have their own room where they could chew to their hearts' content! My new rented flat did not/does not offer this luxury and obviously I was aware of this before I decided to move...........but I was promised by someone very close to me that they would look after my whippie babies while I was at work (part time) and that they would never need to be left alone. Unfortunately I was let down.
After two and a bit years of struggling with a baby/toddler whilst having my house/possessions destroyed and eventually taking the little hunnies with me everywhere I went in the car (including to my work on the mornings I was there). I decided it was time to give up and rehome them (at this time Casper was nine and Phoebe was eight). I was honest about their 'problem', and although Whippet Rescue couldn't help me, I managed to find the most wonderful couple to adopt them. I am 'glad' to say that they have the most fantastic home in Perthshire where they will spend the rest of their days, where their 'problem' is understood and they are never left alone. However, two years on I still feel as if my heart has been ripped out. I cry for them most days (and have a tear in my eye as I tell you this story). I can't explain how much I long to have them with me, curled up at my feet or playing around with their bums wiggling in the air.
Casper and Phoebe were/are the most wonderful, gentle dogs and I know I should have tried harder to keep them with me and that I made a really bad decision. I suppose I just wanted to get the guilt off my chest, but I also wanted to ask if you think this will/should prevent me from owning a Whippie again? I would always be honest about my past with any breeder/rescue etc and wonder if you think this would/should put them off?
Any comments are greatly appreciated.
Rachel x