I have a golden retriever dog. He is 15 months old, I absolutely love him. He has temper issues, like serious temper issues. Very possessive about his

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I have a golden retriever dog. He is 15 months old, I absolutely love him. He has temper issues, like serious temper issues. Very possessive about his things. Else he is a very sweet doggo. His temper issue is such that he growls at us too. Generally he backs off when we shout at him or sometimes worse hit him gently in order to discipline him.

Today something horrible happened.

My doggo puked, and he got aggressive when we tried to clean the puke. Today his aggression was out of control. He was legit ready to bite me.

Out of anger I hit him a pipe, on the face.

It hit his eye, luckily he didn’t lose it.

But he was unable to open his right eye. He was whining, he was in pain. I couldn’t believe myself as to why I did such a horrible thing to the poor dumb creature. I just couldn’t digest. I am still weeping while writing this. His pain cries are stuck in my ears. I look at him he is in pain. Unable to open his eye properly. Despite this he mlems my face. The guilt is killing me inside. I want him to know I’m very sorry for my actions. I love him. But his cry when I hit him is stuck in my ears. My stomach hurts due to the guilt. I’m sorry champ (his name). I really am. I will never lay a hand on any animal from now on. I will control my anger. H********** this guilt. Please help me. 🙁

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