Confession #312:When I was younger (young teen age) my dog had puppies. I loved them and thought they were cute like everyone else, but when they got a bit older and more rambunctious I started taking my aggression out on them once in a while. Maybe one would bite my feet one too many times or pee on the carpet and I'd have to clean it up once again. So I'd punish them by smacking them on the nose or somewhere else. That might seem normal but I would do it much harder than was necessary and way too much. The memories are vague but I seem to recall holding one (possibly on more than one occasion) upside down and shaking it, trying to make it think I was going to drop it on its head, my jaw clenched in anger.
I don't know why I was like that. I've never been a mean person. I've never even been in a fight. Maybe, like I said, it was just my way of getting my aggression out or maybe I was just a jerk. Either way I feel like a total asshole for acting that way. I love dogs, more than most people do I think. Puppies are even less deserving of such treatment. It's not the worst thing I've ever done, but it still pisses me off to think that I did that.
