Her dog is lucky to get one walk a month. I have even timed two of his walks. Once in the fall at 15 minutes. Once last week for 20 minutes. She gets let outside for basically 2 minutes 3 times a day (before roommates work, after work, and before bed). When roommate is home she is either watching video games or getting fucked up drinking and doing blow. Although if it is nice outside (we are in Canada, so almost half the year sucks) roommate will spend time sitting outside and the dog will get to go with her, but she doesn’t play with her or anything, and we have a small yard.
Signs of chocolate poisoning can take several hours to develop and can last for days, due to the duration of theobromine’s action. Theobromine can even be reabsorbed from the bladder, so intravenous fluids and frequent walking may be needed to encourage urination. It is important to seek medical attention by calling your veterinarian as soon as you suspect that your dog has eaten chocolate.
The dog gets fed wetfood twice a day (in total 2/3 of a whole can of dog food), once at 6am and once at 6pm, and they leave small bowl of biscuits is left out for her to graze on throughout the week. My parents also give her a dental chew for her teeth/bad breath and a cocktail sausage to have her steroid in.
but now we’re just trying to get him better)
As immature as I was when I adopted him, I understood that he was my responsibility for the rest of his life. A responsibility that I’m incredibly grateful to have. He has done as much if not more for me emotionally, as I have done for him.
They also do surrender consultations (saw on a sign) before accepting an animal and I’m sure part of the consultation is “how much free stuff do you need to keep your dog at home.”
Anytime we even went for a 10 min walk without him, or even just sat on the porch with him still inside, he would sit with his nose against the glass looking like we were going to abandon him.
You try the best and sometimes the other dog and you get along, others time you do not. You start to believe other dogs are evil and that is why you are kept separate. You start to dislike other dogs, they are clearly the enemy.
He is truly a special dog. He is our protector, and family member. Although, it’s hard for him to make new dog friends. I have a German Shepard named Sherlock. They kinda get along if that’s a word…