Wags is killing the recovery game & back to sleeping on my black shirts as soon as I take them out of the dryer. 🙏🏼 I am so proud of this little man for his (actually kind of hilarious) strength & so thankful for everyone who has ever been remotely nice to either of us, ever. I’m also very thankful for the space that most of you have given me through this ordeal while still offering support. I wept to @kristinalopez last night that after 9 years of sharing Wags online, it would be nearly impossible to keep this incident private. Many of you have expressed to me over the years that you only love me for my dog (lol) & I completely get it. Wagandstuff is everything. But I was there when the accident happened and talking about it immediately brings back the most horrific thing I’ve ever witnessed and that my lil BFF has ever lived through. Also, since another animal was involved, it’s an enormously hard position. My dog will always come first for ME, but Wags himself has a temper & if the shoe was on the other foot, I would probably feel just as devastated as I do now. Wags, Helen & I are staying together for right now. Whether or not Wags has the capacity to be surrounded by other dogs is something I’m questioning more & more, and sweet Helen, with her deafness and unknown backstory, may also be unpredictable. I’m terrified something could happen again & take what happened w Wags outside of my home very seriously. Not sure if this was a warning, a wake up call or an isolated incident that is not a reflection of Wags’ ability to manage anxiety/poor training on my part that’s led to him being so obsessed with me& everything that comes near me. It’s a lot of tough decisions to make, but these are the best set of decisions I could have had to make given the circumstance. Wags is going to be okay & keep living a very long, spoiled, co-dependent life & that’s the only thing that matters at all.
