So, I am not upset at my grandparents this time, as the situation is a lot more serious than just them fooling around on some vacation -
For context, my grandmother had to get eye surgery, which I believe took place this passed Monday), but their dog is over here. I try not to complain about it anymore, since it has unfortunately become a regular thing (though it still stresses me out immensely despite that).
However, I am mainly stressed because I am not sure how long he will be here for. I am not trying to be insensitive to my grandmother's situation, but it is frustrating to not have any details of how long he will be here. I may or may not have mentioned this before, but the dog has separation anxiety, so the dog is absolutely miserable when he is over here.
I would ask my dad how long he will be staying, but I have a feeling he will just get annoyed, even a bit mad and claim I am being insensitive, so I am keeping my mouth shut for the time being. My dad can be cool, laid-back, easygoing, funny, etc. However, he can be insensitive as hell in certain situations, and a lot of them are dog-related.
Again, I am not referring to this particular situation, since it was surgery, and not a vacation - this is for past and future reference, but I still do not understand why my grandparents decided to take in a traumatized dog with separation anxiety, when they travel as often as they do. From what my dad told me, the dog showed up at their doorstep and had apparently been abused by his previous owners. I completely understand they wanted to help him recover from being abused, but like...why couldn't they take him to a shelter? Or put him up for adopt instead? Dogs like him need to be adopted by people who don't have to travel all the time.
Also, I know I have vented about it before, but my dad plans on getting a dog of his own, probably not too long after my grandparent's dog passes (he's pretty up there in age, so he likely only has a few years left). I am trying to look forward to the day my grandparents dog doesn't have to keep getting dropped off over here, but a part of me can't, because my dad will probably just get a dog not too long afterwards anyway.
And I cannot help, but even feel...hurt(?) in a way. My dad preaches compromise, but he does not practice it. He even told me we wouldn't get our own dog, since my grandparents (his parents) are often bringing theirs over here, but then, he plans on getting one anyway. I was at least hoping that having to have my grandparents dog over here all the time would remind him we are better off without one, but noooooo. >_<
