#dogproblems

Waayyy back when we all started this journey together I told you that I would show you everything along the way and one of those things I said were “the first thing Tucker decides to eat/ruin” and my friends, that time has come! This guy let us know that he isn't too happy with the new living situation..

I always say that Tucker is a human in a dog suit. He has feelings, real genuine feelings. I know, all of you people that haven’t met the little guy are rolling your eyes. Trust me, I get it. BUT come over, meet him and you’ll be singing a different tune. He just wants to hang out with us, all.the.time. If we’re sitting on the couch, he is sitting between us, if we’re upstairs he is upstairs, is we’re downstairs he is downstairs. Look.. these are real pictures of our real life..

not the most attractive picture (RC!!!) but hilarious

typical monkey trying to wedge his way in on the couch

even my brother isn't safe

doesn't understand why he can't cuddle

even Jess isn't safe.. look at him just trying to touch her

So when we leave the house and/or say words like “you ready?” “Let’s go” “GO” he gets visibly upset and when we put shoes on, it’s even worse. His little spotted ears go down and he makes his way to block the door. It’s reallyyyyyyy one of the saddest things I have ever seen.

casually blocking the door with his bed (old apartment)

sitting right in front of the door (old apartment again)

We have this new fancy security system in our house where we can log in and see live video of the living room/front door and this is what we see all day…

Can you even handle it? Just sitting by the door, waiting.. watching..waiting.. watching..

Needless to say he hasn’t really adjusted to the new house yet. We lived in an apartment building, outside noise was minimal and we didn’t have two vicious dogs living next door that barked at just about anything. So when we came home and saw the below, "surprised" wasn't the first word that came to mind:

Dogs deal with stress like humans do, in some way. We bite our nails, shake our legs, eat, drink.. he eats molding, couches and now blinds. RC was less than impressed by Tuck’s actions and all I wanted to do was snuggle him (the dog) and tell him it was going to be okay. We clearly see who the push over parent will be in our relationship. He is slowly adjusting and finding his favorite places in the house, like the decks

and the floor AC vents:

floor vents were invented for bull dogs!

I’m sure he’ll be fine in no time but it still breaks my heart! I had no idea the most stressful thing about moving would be how Tuck would handle it!