Anxiety and dogs and such

My dog. She has anxiety. Here she is as I got home one night: panting her brains out after she shook the bottom out of her crate. 

 

The other day when she broke out of Janae's metal crate I had had enough. 

 

 

This is my girl at the vet. Thinking about what she did as we decided to put her on daily medication. 

 

You guys. I know she isn't a human. I used to make fun of this, but really, my dog is on anxiety meds. And I don't even care because it's either her, or me. Or maybe both.