I think I want my other puppy to die. I have 5 dogs and 2 puppies. 1 is the grandmother, 4 are her descendants and the 2 puppies are from one of those 4. I love all my dogs despite their problems. But raising these additions to the family have really been tugging on my free time. One of the puppies have parvo and we’re working hard to keep him alive. The other is seperated from the other dogs. This puppy is so spoiled we can’t tell if he’s not eating because he’s picky or if he’s sick. But really I don’t care. I didn’t really see how much I loved the sick dog until I found out he was dying but this one I seem to want dead. I do small things like leave him alone for long periods of time, turn on the oven in really hot temparatures with him locked in the kitchen. Lately I feel like I just want him to not exist and its eating me up inside.