People are Twats, they really are, I get gossiped about, quite a bit, I think, I guess the perps are sad & lonely & needy - why else would you repeat hearsay about a woman well known locally to have multiple severe mental health problems.
Prior to my big high (throughout most of 2015) I had muddled through for decades not really knowing what was going on or what I was doing on multiple levels, dog ownership being just one of them. I adopted these problematic twin male dogs who were fathered by a farm collie & mothered by a maniac - lovable maniac - but maniac non the less. We walked miles & miles every day - they cured my long depressions but we had behavioural problem, reactivity with other dogs - mainly a hell of of a lot of barking & some herding & a few scuffles. I was an inexperienced dog owner, I had help from a trainer but failed to make the boys less protective of me. They literally assumed all incoming dogs were coming to harm me. Now I know that my long trashed nervous system is symbiotically shared within the pack & we are reactive mainly because I am. The are scared of other dogs when I am.
Generalised Anxiety Disorder does not take prisoners. neither does undiagnosed Borderline Personality disorder. They are both excruciating & make normal life & human interaction largely impossible. Walking in nature though, that I could do, that I needed to do, twice a day every day, without fail, in all weathers, preferably without seeing any other dogs or any other people for my sense of calm & commune with the natural world to have a hope.
Since my diagnosis with Bipolar 1 in 2016 (& BPD 2019) discovering that I did genuinely have very considerable problems, that my perceptions of reality were not always to be relied upon. Since then I have dedicated a very high level of care into managing my beloved dog reactive dogs in public. There have been zero incidents instigated by my dogs in that time but on the other hand my boy Connor, *on a lead & muzzled* has been jumped on 7 times. We also have a pony sized Ridgeback male who charges at us on sight but apparently that's ok because he doesn't bite. I live with the fact he might turn up wherever we are & charge at us. Its not my badass boys I'm scared for, its for myself, I am scared of him.
Over the years my boys have had a very wide range of male on male dog scraps, there have been zero bites either way. Male dogs do seem to do this. We avoid other dogs, especially male dogs just to be on the safe side. There are some problem female dogs locally also, tho this seems less common. My guys usually fancy those ones.
If I had a field with some chickens & my imaginary familial posse of alpaca they could herd & protect we'd all be a lot happier but having been very very mentally ill for 30 years without support & barely scraping by that's pretty hard on your earning potential, hence regrettably, no field. Un-ironic sad face.
I'm OK post ignorant gossip laden woman with Dartmoor pony sized mutt not fucking off when I requested her to today - but I'm ready to move. Being very mentally ill for a very long time without any treatment, recognition or any support in this local area since 1993 - over 28 yrs there has been a lot of crass behaviour both by me & directed at me that I will be more than happy to leave behind both in the past & at this location geographically.
You local gossip perps also need to move on & get yourselves a life.
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