Puppy Post-Adoption Depression Syndrome (PADS)

Mom2Melli

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In 1995 the term post-adoption depression syndrome (PADS) was coined for a post-partum-like syndrome in adoptive parents of children. Since we did not actually give birth to our puppies physically, no matter the source we utilized in obtaining our puppy, I think this term applies well as "Puppy PADS".

I am hoping that some of our soon-to-be puppy parents, our first-time puppy parents, our not-in-a-long-time puppy parents, and especially the even harder replacing-a-beloved-companion puppy parents might benefit from this thread.

"Puppy PADS" does indeed exist. There is a lot to this. For the replacement puppy, at some point there is a layer of guilt, grief, even resentment at replacing and loving another dog. There is a physical aspect of tiredness just getting up 1-2 times a night or possibly even some physical pain at having to take a little one out so many times or continually follow around or check on a little one for someone who is less physically able. There is worry about other dogs/cats/children/partners who might resent the little intruder and not get along. There are the physical management issues such as crating, potty-training, feeding, entertaining, and safely puppy-proofing absolutely everything. There is guilt for getting something wrong in training or safety or feeding or in encountering a health issue. There is the confinement factor at suddenly being very housebound until shots are completed. There is a financial drain at the cost of obtaining the puppy, the various vet bills, the purchasing of supplies. There is an issue of bonding; while some fall instantly in love with the little one no doubt and no hesitation, others may be more reserved with the bond perhaps such as that had with a previous dog or current dogs or the type of bond anticipated which then leads to maybe some guilt of "why don't I love him/her enough, what's wrong with me?" There are more aspects that arise very specific to each family.

I thought I would point out that it is pretty common to have some puppy post-adoption depression syndrome (PADS). There are ways to help yourself through it, and it certainly ends in just a few months so persevere. You can do this!

Perhaps some personal stories might help and encourage those who are experiencing this and maybe prevent someone from giving up their puppy when this situation is just temporary.
 
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I got Shay (my shepherd) 6 weeks after I lost my heart dog. I had never raised a puppy and I was just guessing. I didn't want to be raising a puppy. I wanted Quasar. I didn't know a lot. My vet scared me straight about a lot of things (parvo!). I learned a lot, fast. I cried a lot. I was tired because my husband would not allow himself to be disturbed at night since he has long work days. I had to sleep in a separate room with the pup. I was potty training my puppy from an upstairs office/turned temporary bedroom. Thankfully, my other dog helps raise and entertain him. One night maybe a week after getting him, I sat down and held the puppy and just sobbed. I sobbed for Quay, I sobbed for sleep, I sobbed for the fear I couldn't do it, I sobbed because we missed a beach trip with friends due to the puppy. He licked my tears and I realized it was going to be OK and even though today he is a fearful dog he has had some amazing outings and experiences and triumphs. I can't imagine having given up on our Shay-Shay.

Adding Cubby I went into it with my eyes open. This little guy came with all the perks of a good birth and initial raising and I have done everything pretty much right with him. He is a pretty easy-going puppy and has been a delight. Still, I chaff and not being able to get out and train, travel, etc. etc. I also hurt because I have a bad knee and potty training requires a lot of trips outside. I am tired from getting up. I keep dreaming he is out of his crate and walking around the room and wake up and he is sacked out in the crate. All in all though, this is much easier. My mom is puppy sitting once every couple weeks. My husband is more eager this time to sit and entertain the pup. This time I am having fun but I SO want to get out and have fun with him in the world. Soon.

In contrast, my friend who has MS has her golden future service dog. She is having a nightmare of a time. She wishes she hadn't done it. Every weekend her husband messes up the routine and then blames her for the puppy barking or sleeping too much or accidents. At root, he is jealous because their previous dogs bonded to him and this one is bonding to her. Crating was a nightmare involving howling for 3 nights. Leaving is a nightmare involving howling in the crate. The dog has discovered the water bowl is fun, the furniture tastes good, and leashes and harnesses can be eaten off. It's getting better, but my friend is really having a rough go.

Anyway, I hope this encourages others. What can you do? Realize this is over in just a few months. A few months is worth a lifetime with a companion for sure. Realize this is normal and understand the phenomena. Also, give yourself time away if you can. Get a haircut, shop, eat out, doing something either with the pup crated at home or with a "pup sitter" at home or in a carefully clean environment out. Hang in there. You can and will survive Puppy PADS.
 
Note: If you have experienced a similar "Dog Caregiver Stress Syndrome" while caring for a declining or ill or injured pet, you totally understand this too.

I remember having to take a small trip just to give myself respite from caring for my ailing Quasar. Of course, six weeks after losing him, I was in Puppy PADS. It's SO hard back to back but totally common.

Again, hang in there.
 
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Ribbon was born shortly before we had to put Daisy down. Daisy was my only bitch and I really needed one to keep the boys in line. What I didn't anticipate was how much alike Ribbon and Daisy were/are. Both are total floozies with the boys and when Ribbon tells the boys off she turns around and just vm eggs them on. I swear they could've been siblings!
 
I've dealt with this twice now

The first was was 2008 after my Timber died just a month after my daughter died. My son did not want another Sheltie. He did not to "replace" timber.

I was finally able to convince him that this was not about replacing Timber, but just sticking with a bred that we know. And indeed, Bacca came home and he was a very different dog. He had is own personality. And he grew up looking very different.

Bacca died of liver failure in February. This time I did not question. Another Sheltie for sure. But adult, rescue puppie? Couldn't find any, then I found Callan.

Is he Bacca's replacement? No! He has his own personality. And his brought out a different side in Indy.....part protector, part "why did you bring this pain the backside home!?

Their dynamic is very different from Indy and Bacca. I don't know who is the dominant one yet, but my bets are on Callan. Indy has always been insecure. Callan is still oozing puppy explorer.
 
Caring for an ill dog who you love is both emotionally and physically exhausting...and when their time is over you are left feeling lost. Your days have revolved around giving them the happiest and most comfortable final months/weeks/days. Now suddenly that focus is gone and all that is left is the emptiness and the heartbreak of their passing.

I have always found that it takes time for me to initially bond deeply to the next little dog that enters our life. Although I feel the joy of having a new little soul to whom we can give a safe and loving home...their mere presence is a constant reminder of our loss and how you can never replace the little soul who was such a big piece of your heart. Typically I find it takes close to a year to develop the same depth of bond with a new doggie...even though I love them and am glad they have joined our family...and the bond is always different because each little dog is an individual. Then the whole circle repeats itself when the time comes to say good-bye to the "new" doggie who has grown to claim a big piece of my heart.

Each time we face a good-bye I wonder if we have the strength to go through another...but reaching out again with love does heal...even thought it never replaces.

TRini
 
Interesting discussion...

As most of you know, the only reason I was considering a new Sheltie puppy was because we lost 4 1/2 yr old Trace in January - after an extremely brief illness (9 days from apparently healthy to gone).

Baker has brought so much laughter & many smiles into our house - I have no regrets. But there have also been times that having him here makes me feel as if I am betraying Trace's memory. Like right before we brought him home so I had to bring Trace's crate up from the basement & make sure it was "clean" for Baker. THAT was tough.

And just the other night I finally got around to registering the little stink bug: He is now officially "Shakerag's Baker McAtee Kissed By Trace". When I saw the e-mail copy of his certificate, it made me want to cry. Trace was the only other AKC dog I had ever owned/registered.

I understand that Baker is NOT a replacement for Trace & they each will forever hold their own special places in my heart.

My biggest fear is that I will lose this little guy too early too. That thought haunts me almost daily.
 
Hugs Kristie.

Thanks Cara. I am so glad to have found SN, and the friends I have met here. It makes everything easier - sharing the good times, wondering about the not so good times, just knowing there are people here that understand.
 
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