I understand that people have furbabies, and love their dogs like they do their own children. I'm not one if those people. I'm not proud of it, but God do I hate this dog. I need honesty opinions, because i feel like I'm losing my mind.

We rescued Belle from the humane society, where i was told by a volunteer that she would be sent to a kill shelter soon if she wasn't adopted soon. I've since found out this was a lie. whatever. my husband thought a dog would be great for our family. I wanted a cat. He eventually convinced me thday a dog was better. I've never owned a dog. I was not prepared at all. We already had a 1 year old at the time, and i figured, cool, playmate. It'll get me out of the house too go to parks and on walks. WRONG. Nobody told me she had separation anxiety (supposedly to be expected) but SEVERE ISOLATION DISTRESS. which means she can't be left alone. for literally any amount of time. We bought a steel kennel, she's busted ot of it multiple times. We thought we had a system down so that she was done for about 2 hours. then i came home one day to find that she had clawed and chewed a hole in our apartment wall (my husband blames this on the neighbors, and is absolutely not our dogs fault). We couldn't leave without her so when we went to dinner one night, she stayed in the car, because she doesn't behave inside stores or restaurants, and she chewed off the corner of my cars seat, including the seatbelt. so now this car canr be used for more than one carseat. I'm 8 months pregnant, and i canr leave the house while my husband is at work to go grocery shopping or even go get diapers, because god forbid I'm that monster that leaves her dog in the car on a sunny day. I want desperately to rehome her, because obviously living in an apartment isn't good enough, and we can't always be home or take her with us. we canr take day trips to the zoo, oor a museum with our 2 year old, because the dog can't go. we can't go out to lunch or dinner, because the dog can't go. I've tried to love her regardless, but she's controlling my life even more strictly than a newborn.

My husband tells me that he would sooner divorce me than get rid of his dog. Which is the most painful part of this all. Because I'm trying to do what's best for our family, including the dog, and all he can do is say the dog is more important to him than me and his children.

We don't have the money or time to devote to the necessary training or specialists.

Am I a monster for wanting to rehome her?