So on Monday, I had this gorgeous little face staring at me with sad eyes from behind the wooden fence of his new daycare and I was so upset. We had given him a taster session and the staff said he’d enjoyed time in the paddling pool and sandpit and all sounded well. You can only really tell if he does enjoy himself, when you go to first take him back – does he run in excitedly?
Kev took him on Monday morning and thankfully I didn’t speak to Kev that day until after I had picked Watson up. When I arrived he was in wet mud on his own with 3 parked cars a few yards away – no other dogs in sight and no staff. I thought Kev was going to tell me I was overreacting but as it turned out, he’d had a bad feeling when he dropped Watson off that morning. He didn’t bounce into the place with excitement, and he stood watching Kev drive away. This is the complete opposite of what happens at his other daycare.
Both Kev and I felt crazily guilty, I just couldn’t get that image of my little guy out of my head. He is NEVER going back there, that’s for sure. We spoilt him rotten the rest of the day, but thankfully they say that Dogs live in the present so I hope that day will be a distant memory for him. And us!
His new dog walker is the complete opposite – Watson gets excited just at the mention of his name and jumps all over him when he arrives.
So for now daycare will only be when desperate as the one he likes is an hours drive away. I feel like I had a very small taste of parent guilt this week!