I have reluctantly become Granny to daughter's new puppy. He's a 5 month old rescue from Cyprus. He can't yet be left alone as he hates his crate, barks and chews everything so he's staying with me for a lot of the time.
It's like having a toddler again (and I did 13 years of childcare for my daughters) he needs watching every moment he's awake and I can't get anything else done nor go out except to walk him and my own dog.
I'm rather resenting this but want to help my daughter until pup can go to work with her or be left at home sometimes. I feel mean for being tired and cross, pup has been here all day today.
Tell me it's my Granny duty, that he'll soon grow up and that my flowers will recover from his hooliganism. Big sigh!
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