Maybe you would’ve had to rehome the dog and it would’ve broken your mother’s heart. And keeping the dog could’ve led to injuries. We had a dog like that for a few years. She was my friend but I could never get her to listen. She’d jump all over people, rearrange furniture. She knocked people over. Knocked me down when I walked her sometimes. She’d hurt my mom a bunch of times by accident for some reason, she really liked her and got too hyper. She never meant to hurt anyone. She just wanted to play. We couldn’t keep her when we had a new baby bc she was going to jump on the baby and hurt her, or knock her over. I tried to train it out of her, tried to exercise it out of her but she just had these random bursts of energy that made her dangerous to small and elderly people. I still cry sometimes about how much I miss that dog. I miss my friend. Your mom is kind of lucky in a way. I’m not saying I wish my dog died instead because of course not. But if she had I wouldn’t feel like I’d abandoned my friend, wonder what she’s doing, hope she’s ok. We have a very small dog now who can’t hurt anyone and I love her but she’s not a replacement to that dog, she’s different. It’s good your mom didn’t have to go through this. What happened to your mother’s dog was out of her control so she could never blame herself.
I think that's the reason. She has also remarked on this, in that the dog left us because she had to.
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