How to Deal with Pet Separation Anxiety in College

How to Deal with Pet Separation Anxiety in College

A guide for those dealing with the pain of leaving a pet for college

As anyone with pets knows, leaving them for an extended period of time is unbearable, and leaving them for months on end to selfishly pursue a higher education is nearly impossible. As a first year college student, I have begun to experience the constant pang of longing to cuddle with my doggos greater than ever before. Every new dog milestone they experience without me there to document it is like a stab to the heart. From this struggle, I have emerged with a list of ideas to help cope with the pet separation anxiety most college students must go through unguided.

1. Get a stuffed animal

Like a really big one, preferably.

2. Accost dog owners on the street

Cherish every dog you see in college, they are a rare site to see.

3. Volunteer at a pet shelter

Surrounding yourself with cute lil animals can help distract you from those special ones at home.

4. Become a dog-walker

Turn your love for puppers into a financial opportunity; the only problem will be finding the dogs, because they are quite scarce in college.

5. Get a fish

At least it’s something?

6. Desperately plea on Facebook for dogs to pet

Definitely seen free-and-for-sale posts here and they're begging to hang out with dogs.

7. Call or FaceTime your pets to reassure them that you’re still alive

9.Secretly own a pet and avoid your RA at all costs

Tell no one and hide your precious baby

10. To all the high school readers planning on attending college and leaving your dogs at home- it’s not worth it just hold on to them as long as you can

11. If all else fails to relieve you of the pain of missing your pups; give in to your sadness, look at pictures of your sweet incredible dogs, cry a little bit, and realize nothing will ever supplement the love you and your doggo share

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Sorry Not Sorry, My Parents Paid For My Coachella Trip

No haters are going to bring me down.

With Coachella officially over, lives can go back to normal and we can all relive Beyonce’s performance online for years to come. Or, if you were like me and actually there, you can replay the experience in your mind for the rest of your life, holding dear to the memories of an epic weekend and a cultural experience like no other on the planet.

And I want to be clear about the Beyonce show: it really was that good.

But with any big event beloved by many, there will always be the haters on the other side. The #nochella’s, the haters of all things ‘Chella fashion. And let me just say this, the flower headbands aren’t cultural appropriation, they’re simply items of clothing used to express the stylistic tendency of a fashion-forward event.

Because yes, the music, and sure, the art, but so much of what Coachella is, really, is about the fashion and what you and your friends are wearing. It's supposed to be fun, not political! Anyway, back to the main point of this.

One of the biggest things people love to hate on about Coachella is the fact that many of the attendees have their tickets bought for them by their parents.

Sorry? It’s not my fault that my parents have enough money to buy their daughter and her friends the gift of going to one of the most amazing melting pots of all things weird and beautiful. It’s not my fault about your life, and it’s none of your business about mine.

All my life, I’ve dealt with people commenting on me, mostly liking, but there are always a few that seem upset about the way I live my life.

One time, I was riding my dolphin out in Turks and Cacaos, (“riding” is the act of holding onto their fin as they swim and you sort of glide next to them. It’s a beautiful, transformative experience between human and animal and I really think, when I looked in my dolphin’s eye, that we made a connection that will last forever) and someone I knew threw shade my way for getting to do it.

Don’t make me be the bad guy.

I felt shame for years after my 16th birthday, where my parents got me an Escalade. People at school made fun of me (especially after I drove into a ditch...oops!) and said I didn’t deserve the things I got in life.

I can think of a lot of people who probably don't deserve the things in life that they get, but you don't hear me hating on them (that's why we vote, people). Well, I’m sick of being made to feel guilty about the luxuries I’m given, because they’ve made me who I am, and I love me.

I’m a good person.

I’m not going to let the Coachella haters bring me down anymore. Did my parents buy my ticket and VIP housing? Yes. Am I sorry about that? Absolutely not.

Sorry, not sorry!

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My Doggo Has The Biggest Ego Ever

My dog, Kitty, has the ego of a celebrity and this is why.

I remember the horrible day I came home in 6th grade to my parents telling me that they had to put our beloved golden retriever, Mac, down. He had been sick awhile so we knew it was coming, but not this sudden. He was the light of our lives, and we loved him so much. I remember trying to talk my dad into getting another dog for years and he resisted for so long. That was until Kitty came into our lives.

I came home one day towards the end of 8th grade and was walking up the lawn when a fluffy and happy golden retriever began bounding towards me. I was instantly confused and asked my dad whose dog it was, and he told me it was our dog. Overwhelmed with excitement, it was love at first sight for Kitty and everyone else, she was instantly part of our family.

From the beginning, we thought that Kitty was deaf. She barely responded when we called her name and we could not figure out why. But it hit me one day, she was not deaf, she was ignoring us. What kind of dog ignores you like that? We figured out she was not deaf because whenever we open the jar of peanut butter she sprints into the kitchen hoping for a snack. So no, she does not have a hearing problem, she is just like all the other girls in our house: ignores anyone when they tell her to do something she doesn't want to do.

I think when most normal people leave their dogs at home they just give them a pat on the head and walk out the door, but not my family. My mother insists that the TV stays on when we leave so the dog can "watch" it. Also, according to my Mom, the dog really enjoys the Hallmark Channel, which is so not true because I know for a fact she enjoys watching the Disney Channel way better. But every time we leave the house we have to make sure the TV is on so the dog can be entertained until we return.

Typically, I think most dogs only have one or two collars, but not my dog. Kitty has probably twenty or so different collars. One for each holiday, her favorite is the one with jingle bells on it. She also has one that says the University of Rhode Island, which I insist she wears during March Madness, go Rams!

This might be the most egotistic thing about her. I would say in general, dogs love going for walks. They love going outside, being with their human, and getting some fresh air. Whenever Kitty hears the word, "walk," she runs for the hills. Remember when I said we thought she was deaf? Well, when she hears my brother get her harness, she runs away and he has to chase her around until he can grab her and put the harness on. I think she doesn't like going on walks because she would much rather sit in the house and watch TV with my Mom. It is so funny every time, the look on her face when she eventually gets captured is similar to the face of defeat I have when I do poorly on an exam. She also hates going on walks especially when it's raining. In fact, she won't walk through puddles, don't ask me why but I think it's her ego getting to her head.

She might be the laziest dog on the planet, but she is always there to greet you with open paws the second you walk in the door. She's no guard dog, but her smooshy face, loving heart, and big personality make up for it. Whenever I am sad she comforts me, she loves everyone unconditionally. I think we could all learn a lesson or two from her. Don't do anything unless you really want to, and peanut butter makes the world go round.

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