As long as we have a ‘perpetrator’, our dog will not die

I always recommend that anyone who is grumpy go to an animal boarding facility at the end of the day. There really is nothing more fun than going to a pet boarding facility at the end of the day. There are not only dogs there, but also owners who come to pick up their dogs and then you see people in their most rude, childish way.

They turn with their dog into a tangle full of paws and legs and arms and happy cries.

Readers were undoubtedly reminded of that bond between humans and animals when they were confronted with a message that they had not actually wanted to read. ‘Ten dead dogs in a luxury dog ​​boarding house in Woudenberg.’ The cause of this ‘horror story’, the name it was quickly given on social media, is still unknown.

‘Oh, how horrible.’ “Oh, so sad.” ‘Poor animals, poor owners.’ There was also anger towards the boarding house owner, ‘who does something like that?!’, ‘and it calls itself a luxury dog ​​hotel!’ But there were also plenty of readers who added a nuance: ‘Poor pension owner’, and ‘this story only has losers’. A quite logical reaction, since it is likely that someone who runs a dog hotel loves dogs as much as the owners who bring their dogs there.

Who is the scapegoat here?

But what it is about news that our hearts cannot swallow and our brains cannot comprehend: we immediately want to appoint a scapegoat, without any factual knowledge. As long as we can point out Evil, as long as we can explain to ourselves why something unimaginably sad happens, we can also say: but that won’t happen to us.

That anger, the desire for false security, only comes from the horrible thought that something like this could happen to your pet. I also thought of my Leo with his brown muzzle that is slowly turning grayer and eyes that look through me. About him wanting me to tickle him, yes, there, there, yes. That he’s cheering when I put on my slippers in the morning for the first round, yayyyyyyyyyyyyy. How his tail curls up and writes an ‘o’ in the air. That we then go to bed together on the bed and go through the day before I (left side) he (right corner) fall asleep to the rhythm of each other’s breathing.

Patiently waiting for his owner

You live together with a dog, synchronously, and if he cannot come with you because you have to do dogless things, such as work, eat out, go on holiday, he waits patiently, full of trust, until you are there again. At home, with the babysitter, or – yes – at a boarding house.

Ready to quickly form a tangle again.