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MarleyMyLove · 05-27-2012, 05:40 AM

I just got Marley 2 days ago....he is the perfect puppy. He has had a few accidents, but that’s to be expected. Other than that, he is cool. He cries no more than 2 mins in his pen before he falls asleep or starts playing with a toy, he is calm when needed, plays, and is just a fun loving affectionate little guy. He is just so perfect. But…I feel like giving him back to the breeder

This happened to me before in 2007, I got a yorkie, feltcompletely restricted and overwhelmed, and ended up giving him back the nextday. I regretted it, and always missed that puppy. Even when I found out that he was placed with a sweet older woman, I still felt sad. Now back to Marley....to explain, I feel like my life is no longer my life, I feel like I can’t go out to have a drink anymore (even though I hardly did before marley), I have these thoughts of every moment, every day now, I must consider this little guy.Where he is going to go, how he is going to eat, etc. If a friend says lets go to the beach this weekend. I cant just be spontaneous anymore. I will have to pack him all up to go or make arrangements for him. I don’t know if growing up an only child plays a part, I’ve been on my own for a while now, was alone alot as a kid as well. Him coming into my life felt liberating in the beginning. If felt like finally I was stepping outside of thebox, and doing something I really wanted without worrying about how my life may change. I took a leap of faith. If you see my previous posts, you can see how excited I was. Now…all I can do is cry.

I have thoughts of calling the breeder with some story about how the landlord changed his mind and I can nolonger have pets, something…anything to get my life back. Anyhting to wake up in my apt alone again and feel like my freedom is back. I don't want to lose all that money I paid to get him, but if they told me they would take him back but I wouldnt get any of my money back, the sad part is....I still would consider it

Thats how sad and restricted I feel

I cried lastnight, I am crying now....

As you may know by my reaction to this, I don’t have kids, I'm 28,I have my own apt, car, good job in a small office (which I planned on taking him tuesday to meet everyone, hoping he can stay some days). This shouldnt be that serious at this point but maybe if I did have kids this would be an easier adjustment?? I spoke to a friend who lives an hour away about her yorkie, she already has 5 kids, she said getting her yorkie was nothing major because he was just like another kid added to the mix. I dont know anything about that.

What is wrong with me? Marley is so perfect in every way. He goes on his pee pads, hardly cries, sleeps all day. If I give him back, I may never get another like him. And what about Marley, its not fair to him to have him meet me, get used to my house, his pen, then give him back. I hate myself for this, I really do.....my inability to deal with change.

To add to injury, my mom....who was there thru the first time I gave my yorkieback 5 years ago....well Marley and I were over her house tonight, she was so in love with him and everything was great. Only…he wouldnt go #2, so she kept taking him to the peepad so he would go, and he wouldn’t, I took him…he wouldn’t….we tried and tried, and he just wouldn’t so I figured maybe he just didn’t have to….as soonas she gave up and walked away, he pooped about 3 ft away from the pee pad onher kitchen tile (not wood, just easy to clean tile). I didn’t think she would be upset, as we both hadbeen trying to work with him, she saw my efforts and how hard I tried. Yet instill she stormed out of the kitchen and said “THAT’S IT!!! IT’S TIME FOR YOUTWO TO GO! HE IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY, I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS!!!!” I was shocked and sad. The thought of it now is making me cry. It turned a ood evening with Marley into pure sadness. I thought surely that she would say something like “Oh Marley.Well we tried.” You know, something understanding like that. It just made me feel even more worse, even more restricted. I cried the whole way home.

I love Marley but I feel even more like my life is not the same. Sure its nice when people come up to us and greet marley, people smile just to see him, and thats nice. At his vet visit, the nurses and vet techs couldnt stop gushing over him, it was cute...but when we come home and its just me and him, I fear my freedom, my carefree life has been turned upside down….I feel so sad. Please help. And please leave all bashing, critisizing, and simply mean comments to yourself. It took alot for me to share this with you. I want people to know they are not alone. And hopefully get some advice.

05-27-2012, 05:40 AM	#1
MarleyMyLove No Longer a Member Join Date: May 2012 Location: Wilmington, DE, USA Posts: 57	Post Puppy Depression:( I just got Marley 2 days ago....he is the perfect puppy. He has had a few accidents, but that’s to be expected. Other than that, he is cool. He cries no more than 2 mins in his pen before he falls asleep or starts playing with a toy, he is calm when needed, plays, and is just a fun loving affectionate little guy. He is just so perfect. But…I feel like giving him back to the breeder This happened to me before in 2007, I got a yorkie, feltcompletely restricted and overwhelmed, and ended up giving him back the nextday. I regretted it, and always missed that puppy. Even when I found out that he was placed with a sweet older woman, I still felt sad. Now back to Marley....to explain, I feel like my life is no longer my life, I feel like I can’t go out to have a drink anymore (even though I hardly did before marley), I have these thoughts of every moment, every day now, I must consider this little guy.Where he is going to go, how he is going to eat, etc. If a friend says lets go to the beach this weekend. I cant just be spontaneous anymore. I will have to pack him all up to go or make arrangements for him. I don’t know if growing up an only child plays a part, I’ve been on my own for a while now, was alone alot as a kid as well. Him coming into my life felt liberating in the beginning. If felt like finally I was stepping outside of thebox, and doing something I really wanted without worrying about how my life may change. I took a leap of faith. If you see my previous posts, you can see how excited I was. Now…all I can do is cry. I have thoughts of calling the breeder with some story about how the landlord changed his mind and I can nolonger have pets, something…anything to get my life back. Anyhting to wake up in my apt alone again and feel like my freedom is back. I don't want to lose all that money I paid to get him, but if they told me they would take him back but I wouldnt get any of my money back, the sad part is....I still would consider it Thats how sad and restricted I feel I cried lastnight, I am crying now.... As you may know by my reaction to this, I don’t have kids, I'm 28,I have my own apt, car, good job in a small office (which I planned on taking him tuesday to meet everyone, hoping he can stay some days). This shouldnt be that serious at this point but maybe if I did have kids this would be an easier adjustment?? I spoke to a friend who lives an hour away about her yorkie, she already has 5 kids, she said getting her yorkie was nothing major because he was just like another kid added to the mix. I dont know anything about that. What is wrong with me? Marley is so perfect in every way. He goes on his pee pads, hardly cries, sleeps all day. If I give him back, I may never get another like him. And what about Marley, its not fair to him to have him meet me, get used to my house, his pen, then give him back. I hate myself for this, I really do.....my inability to deal with change. To add to injury, my mom....who was there thru the first time I gave my yorkieback 5 years ago....well Marley and I were over her house tonight, she was so in love with him and everything was great. Only…he wouldnt go #2, so she kept taking him to the peepad so he would go, and he wouldn’t, I took him…he wouldn’t….we tried and tried, and he just wouldn’t so I figured maybe he just didn’t have to….as soonas she gave up and walked away, he pooped about 3 ft away from the pee pad onher kitchen tile (not wood, just easy to clean tile). I didn’t think she would be upset, as we both hadbeen trying to work with him, she saw my efforts and how hard I tried. Yet instill she stormed out of the kitchen and said “THAT’S IT!!! IT’S TIME FOR YOUTWO TO GO! HE IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY, I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS!!!!” I was shocked and sad. The thought of it now is making me cry. It turned a ood evening with Marley into pure sadness. I thought surely that she would say something like “Oh Marley.Well we tried.” You know, something understanding like that. It just made me feel even more worse, even more restricted. I cried the whole way home. I love Marley but I feel even more like my life is not the same. Sure its nice when people come up to us and greet marley, people smile just to see him, and thats nice. At his vet visit, the nurses and vet techs couldnt stop gushing over him, it was cute...but when we come home and its just me and him, I fear my freedom, my carefree life has been turned upside down….I feel so sad. Please help. And please leave all bashing, critisizing, and simply mean comments to yourself. It took alot for me to share this with you. I want people to know they are not alone. And hopefully get some advice.