Hasty decisions

The verdict is in. My decision made in haste was not a good decision. On Sunday afternoon, just hours after writing my post about our new dog we had an incident that shook us all, involved a trip to the emergency vet for our small dog (who is ok) and a realisation that a 40kg dog with a strong prey drive going into hunting mode is not good.

Not all hasty decisions are good decisions. And not all quick decisions are easy ones. The decision that he had to go was a quick decision, not an easy decision, but the right decision.

It is hard to focus on the good, so I am very glad I wrote my post on Sunday so I can remember all the things I was enjoying before the events of Sunday afternoon. More lessons to learn.

I have been making other hard decisions this week, and assessing and reassessing my motives. I think that one of the worst things about getting older is that you know so many more implications for your actions, so there is so much to think about and consider. I second guess myself and go round in circles! I keep thinking that I wish a wise adult would come along and tell me what the right thing to do is. Then I remember that I am an adult, and that no one can give me the answers I need except me. Drats.

I am trying to be kind to myself and hope you are able to do the same.

5 thoughts on “Hasty decisions

    1. a little bird

      If we ever find one of those adults floating around we will need to share their talents around!

  1. bella911

    I’m so sorry to hear of your hard decision I too have a large dog like yours and if he did the same thing as much as it would tear me apart inside I would have done the same as you. If my mom was around she’d hug me and say “in your heart you know this is the right decision to do as much as it hurts you to do this, you know it has to be”. No one can ever tell you what to do that decision is always in your hands and not in someone else’s.


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