Sometimes I think I am the only one who is going through this moving change, until my dog lets me know differently.

He is a high energy, Jack Russell Terrier.  He has turned into crazy, super-biting dog.  No idea why...  I do know.  He was used to running in a 65 acre pasture for a good portion of the day.  My way of walking him was to open the door and let him out.  He came back when he was done.  He would chase rabbits, ground hogs, cows.  Now he isn't even allowed to chase the neighbor's cat.  He is always on a leash or in a kennel.  He is going nuts with all the restrictions.  I am terrified he is going to bite my son.  He bites me a lot.  No punctures, just that nip that he used to give the cows in the pasture.  Just enough to bruise and hurt.  

This is the kind of situation that I am trying to adjust to in the new home environment.  Going from Farm to subdivision is crazy.  Lucky for the dog, one of my new year's resolutions is to lose 20lbs.  Guess I will be going running with him.  O my.  Am pretty heavy.  Hope I don't throw up.

Part of the problem with the dog going nuts is that my husband's solution is to give the dog away and that would put an end to the angry dog chaos.  The only place to give him (the pound) will kill him and I am anti-capital punishment.  Since I am not willing to kill the dog, my husband let me know that the dogs are my responsibility.  Sigh... more change.

Printing up couch to 5k right now.

God, grant me the willingness to run.  Amen