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Originally Posted by LaurenMarie  Sorry to be frank, but my mother is a pain in the ass. I am 22 years old and fully take care of my own dog. However, on certain days when I am at work either way too early or until way too late (only on Saturdays and Fridays), i ask that she feeds Bella for me. I feed Bella Innova Puppy food with cut up boiled chicken. My mom refuses to do this saying that the puppy food makes her nauseous. Bella loves it.
So, my mother went out and against my will, bought Bella new puppy few. Nutro Natural Balance. I am totally against it, yet she doesn't seem to care. Bella is very happy on the schedule of food I have now.
I told my mother that this is my dog, and I will feed it what I want, after extensive research on the Innova. But she doesn't seem to grasp the concept. She says that when I am going away to Hawaii on vacation for 10 days, she will force bella to eat Nutro Natural Balance regardless of it Bella likes it or not, and if she doesn't eat it, she won't eat it.
Frankly, my mother is a bitch. I am only staying in this house because I cannot afford a place on my own, but if I could, I would move out as soon as possible.
What should I tell my mother? Am I in the right or in the wrong? |
Just mix the dry dog food with some water to soften it, if it's too hard for your puppy's teeth. Lessen it as she get's use to it. I'm glad the transition is going well.
Frankly, I don't think your mom is as bad as my father. When I was your age, I paid the mortgage, utilities and the groceries and he never respected any of us. He was an abusive parent (physically, mentally, psychologically).
I've had dogs almost my entire life. Way back when, my boyfriend (now DH) got me a puppy and like all puppies get excited and follow you around and want to play and you have to be careful not to step on them, right? Well, my father got into one of his moods and decided that he didn't like that and kicked him down the stairs! Broke his hip! It cost me a fortune for his operation! He didn't care.
Twenty years later, my sis and her family moved back into the house with my father, while they have their home remodeled. From time to time, there's a litter of stray kittens in the bushes. My niece coaxed one to come out and the kittens would look forward to some food, of course. Well, one day, my niece came home to find something wrong with the kitten that she had tamed. It was bleeding and walking odd and eventually passed away. My sis asked my father what happened. He admitted that he took a brick and threw it at the kitten, as it came out looking for food. It was a shame I wasn't there. I would have loved to report him to the humane society or something.
My father finally passed away last year...altho it wasn't soon enough.
Be glad your mom isn't like my "dad".