keithhr
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In 1990 I got a dog from the pound (6 months old approx), shepherd , lab mix. At the time my girl friend stayed home with the dog, spoiled it rotten, bonded with the dog, took it to the beach or park every day, life was good. I fed it, paid for medical stuff and did my best to enjoy this dog. From day one, this dog gave off this high pitch squeal, like whining, more closely to brake squeal. She could come home from 3 hours running and playing at the beach and start it for no reason. It seemed to be almost a breathing reflex of some sort, it seemed to come out of her nose. For the past 13 years I have had pinched nerves and difficulty walking, just had a laminectomy in the end of february. I can't take her out for walks but that never seemed to be the problem anyway, she isn't walking very good herself now. I have grown to hate the sound she makes and have become so sensitized to it that I can hear her in the garage when guests can't. I have her in the house most of the time but she does it upstairs as well, even when she is falling asleep. My girlsfriend is a dog groomer, loves dogs and detests this dog more than I do. She has lived with me for over 5 years and on several occasions have thought of putting the dog down. I don't think she is doing my health any good and I have been a dog lover all my life but I am at an impass. I have come close to losing control when she does this whining(think fingernails on a chalkboard) and behavior control seems out of the question and I am at my wits end. She is 13 1/2 years old, weighs a 100 pounds and had a lot of endearing qualities but has worn out her welcome. After my ex bonded with the dog, I never felt like she was my dog anyway and don't know what to do. Sometimes I take off her collar and get close to kicking her out the front door knowing she probably wouldn't be back. I am not a bad person, actually quite spiritual but now I am desparate. It seems as though she is making this sound because she know it drives me mad, and when she keeps doing it I someitmes go into a rage and have a hard time controlling myself. This girl friend had left 9 years ago and I wished she had been able to take this dog with her. I wished I wasn't an audiophile and my hearing was starting to fail so I would be less likely to hear her but apparently my hearing is really good. This sound of her invades my very being now , almost like it's penetrating my soul , trying to do me harm, ok enough of the melodrama, you guys get the idea now, god it's good to vent, thanks any of you for reading this drivel.