Confession of woman Who Got Rid of 4 Dogs: I Get Rid of Dogs as Soon as They Stop Being Puppies

Confession of woman Who Got Rid of 4 Dogs: I Get Rid of Dogs as Soon as They Stop Being Puppies

Shona Sibary might just be the creepiest person you read about all day. She has recently admitted that she buys puppies just to give them away when they grow up. She wrote about her life as a self-proclaimed “dogamist” on The Daily Mail online.

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From The Daily Mail:

I know people will be shocked by my lack of canine commitment. A dog is supposed to be for life, right? Not until it gets a bit annoying and starts shedding hair all over the sofa.

But I have an even worse confession to make; over the past four years I have fallen in love with four puppies and, on each occasion, driven miles with hundreds of pounds of cash in my pocket to buy them. Then, months later, I have turned my back on them and given them away. I admit this is strange, not least because no one is more welcoming and loving to a doe-eyed little puppy than me.

While they’re with me, they have a perfect life. I trawl pet shops choosing comfy baskets and colourful collars. I have debates with my children lasting days over what name we should give the new addition to the family.

I have paid for vaccinations and microchipping and laughed at my husband, Keith, when he has threatened divorce at the thought of yet another pooch.

‘Don’t be silly, darling,’ I have argued. ‘A dog is a man’s best friend. We can’t live without one.’

So where, today, are all these four-legged friends I promised a ‘for ever home’ to? I’m ashamed to say I have absolutely no idea. The minute they become too much trouble — which they always do — I fall out of love and start advertising them in the classifieds section of our local newspaper.

You’d think after doing this four times in four years — and spending over £1,000 — I might have learned my lesson. But I’ve just gone and got another dog. This time she’s a seven-month-old whippet cross cocker spaniel whom Dolly has named Clover. And if she continues to leap onto the kitchen counters to steal food I’ll probably get rid of her, too.

No doubt, by admitting this, I’ll be inviting fierce criticism from dog lovers everywhere. But I would ask people not to judge me too harshly.

Maybe I’m like this because I was never allowed a puppy as a child. Maybe I just don’t know my own limitations when it comes to training an animal and clearing up after it.

 Of course, we all know the appeal of puppies over older dogs, but I think my condition is different. I’m a serial dogamist

I admit there must be something mentally wrong with me. Why else would I keep buying dogs only to wave goodbye to them a year or so later?

In every other area of my life I’m a fairly grounded adult. But show me a cute ball of fluff and all common sense flies out of the window.

Of course, we all know the appeal of puppies over older dogs, but I think my condition is different. I’m a serial dogamist. In the early stages of the relationship I’m head over heels. I attend all the puppy classes. I don’t even begrudge picking up dog poo.

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my new canine companion. But the moment things get complicated and they develop a problem, I don’t covet a dog-free existence like any other sane person might. Instead, I start wondering if there is another, more suitable dog out there.

What do you think? Should this woman be barred from owning animals, or is she doing what’s best for her and the dog?

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