Visceral: coming from strong emotions and not from logic or reason
Oh my goodness, the last two Wednesday Words have just been psychic for me! Because I just had a visceral reaction with Bandit, that something wasn’t right, that something was going to happen. In fact, I said on more than one occasion, what a great dog he is, as long as he doesn’t turn into Cujo.
I know you’re not supposed to put that sort of energy out into the universe, but it was a feeling I just couldn’t shake.
And I can’t help but compare Bandit to Chester. In many ways, he reminds me strongly of Chester, and yet he’s very different, too — in both looks and personality. As I mentioned yesterday, though, I know that Chester, without proper training and careful attention to his issues, could easily have been a Bandit.
Folks, you just gotta trust your gut: nagging ache or bona fide injury? Training too much? Too little? Creepy guy? Right or wrong shoes?
Sometimes our gut, our visceral reactions, are wrong, too. Am I just being overly cautious? Are Bandit’s actions truly just the result of the adjustment to a new home?
Folks, I’ve got to go with my gut on this one, which says while of course this was a huge adjustment for Bandit, there are underlying issues. But I’ve also put in calls to a couple of local trainers in the hopes of getting an in home consultation — we did that once for Chester, although it wasn’t terribly helpful, but this time I have the guidance of another trainer in whom I ought to call.
I don’t know how long it could take to get an appointment. I don’t know if I can wait that long. Of course the longer we keep Bandit without major incidents, the more hopeful we become that things could end well for him.
Although again, my gut is telling me that my own animals are not very happy, especially Lola. She’s upset at the change in her world. Gizmo’s able to go a bit more with the flow, although he doesn’t particularly like having to stay in the laundry room/outside kennel for most of the day.
I’ve always been very visceral in that I feel things very deeply.
Yes, yes I do. It’s both a blessing and a curse. It would be so, so easy to just say Bandit is a damaged dog, I’ve been advised to put him down, and do so, knowing that I tried my best for him.
It might still come to that, but if it does, I will know in my heart that I did everything I could for Bandit and that he will be with someone who loves him in the end.
Tell me in the comments:
Have you ever had a visceral reaction to something?
Do you think the right animal finds you at the right time?
What has been your favorite Wednesday Word?