“So when can I take Baileys to the new dog park?” my friend, Carrie asked me.
You, singular? I thought. Uh, what’s the nicest way to say never, my strong will protests.
I wrote about my new dog a while back. She’s the best! She’s awesome and she’s my baby. I’m VERY protective of her. “Mama bear” doesn’t describe it adequately.
Recently Carrie has started a new dog walking service. I have the utmost respect and confidence in her. I really do want to support her in this venture, but I just can’t see myself letting Baileys walk with someone else. Not yet, anyway. She’s got some quirks that I’m not sure will be adapted to as I like. It’s taken a while for me to get used to her habits, to feel confident walking her.
Besides, Carrie has some methods that are really not my style of training. They’re not wrong. They’re just different, they’re just not right for Baileys. Right now, I think it’s important to maintain a uniform message to Baileys.
She is my friend, though. I don’t want to hurt her feelings.
How many times has that reasoning led me down the wrong path?
“Hurting someone’s feelings” is not reason enough to ignore that little voice that says not a good idea. I trust that little voice. It has rarely ever steered me wrong.
Interestingly enough, I have little problem initially saying no. [Because i know it’s the right thing]. I will just dwell on it for hours and hours afterwards, feeling guilty. Should I have let her? Maybe I should have let her… She’s going to be mad… Maybe it would have been OK….
This is the precise reason why it is not ok. I can’t let it go. I’m actually not saying “no” forever. Just not right now. Baileys and I will both need to go through some changes. [Training, if you will]. I will not give it another thought until then.