Hell and Her Fury
A person whom I considered to be a friend has shown me why
she could never be. We planned to have
our dogs play with one another on Sunday, January 11th, 2015. Before
we left for the park Camberly and I waited at my house for Brian to arrive.
Ferdinand was extremely stimulated by her appearance, and when Brian arrived
with his canine (who was still in heat) my dog was unable to control himself. I
attempted several times to state commands and he continued to be disobedient.
She attempted to discipline my dog before I had a chance. In his eyes I could
see the look of a child being directed at me, as if to say, “I am going to get
away with things while she is here”.
A disciplinary tactic was implemented which found Ferdinand
with his side on the ground and my left palm over the tuft of fur on the back
of his neck. He was motionless and unharmed by the maneuver. Camberly screamed
a blood curdling cry of disapproval and lunged forward in an attempt to get me
to stop. I pushed her hand away and instructed her to stop while I implemented
his discipline. She was irate by my reaction and stormed out of the house. Her
immediate concern was understandable because of the two yelps which my dog did
let out; however, she was not aware the yelp was not a sound of injury, but
rather a yelp for help; he wanted her to save him from the discipline I was
about to impose.
I can say without hesitation I am very happy this happened.
She no longer is a friend because of how she reacted. Her inability to stay
calm when faced with uncomfortable and disagreeable conditions appalled me.
Stress must be endured; it is the only way you can gain strength. When you lose
sight of what you want because of heightened emotions it cripples your ability
to compromise. She was not willing to communicate properly and effectively. Not
only is it painstakingly obvious she is not a very good friend, it is very
clear now that she has not had very many friends because of her weak social
skills. Her actions were rash and disrespectful.
When I let Brian know of her decision to report me to Animal
Services he was stunned. He mentioned she was going through tough times right
now and her decision was obviously affected by her current emotional and psychological
condition. Although I do agree, the fact she was not able to contact me before
going to the authorities aggravates me. By doing so she clarified her lack of
respect for me as a person and canine owner. His comments provoked this
thought: Hell hath no fury like an unrequited
lover’s scorn.
Camberly’s affection might have contributed to the result of
this situation because I have not returned her feelings toward me. Sadly, I
think I am going to be the man she loved who never loved her back. What causes
sadness in my heart is I will know her no more. With her callous decision she
chose to end our relationship. I will miss you Camberly and wish you a
beautiful life full of joy and struggle. Goodbye.
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