I love my little pooch, AJ, but boy, he is getting on my nerves. He is lovable, and we are learning to walk on the leash each day. He loves being with me, and this is where the problem lies.
I can’t go anywhere alone. This isn’t too bad. I can always shut the bedroom and bathroom doors behind me. It is more than that.
I have tried carrying the cane close to me to teach him space, but it isn’t working. If I sit, he is under my feet. If I go to the kitchen he is right beside me. I have to watch closely or trip over him.
I can handle the constant looking at me when I eat. It is the not leaving me walk in my own space. Afraid to take steps, constantly taking baby steps. It makes me just want to scream.
There has to be a way to stop this. I have a fly swatter and one day when I first got him I slapped the fly swatter on the top of his cage and he hushed. If he started to do it again, all I had to do was show him the fly swatter and he became quiet.
I just hate to carry around this fly killer. It makes me feel like I am threatening him plus it makes me feel like some huge bee with a huge stinger. I don’t want AJ to be afraid of me, but I have got to be the boss in my own home.
Give me some help before he trips me again. The last time he made me fall I was lucky enough to fall into the pile of dirty sheets I had just tossed on the floor from making my bed.