Jul 06, 2008 23:30
So I have looked seriously into moving out the past few weeks.
I love my father.
However...
This morning I was sleeping very heavily (you know, the whole R.E.M., dreaming thing) and something roused me out of my R.E.M. It was my father cussing (loudly) about something or other. I just laid there for a minute and listened to him stomping (literally) up and down the house. Apparently one of the dogs had peed in their bedroom (not my dog).
I swear he cussed (loudly) for a good 10 minutes straight.
Then I heard him stomping around the house looking for all of the dogs (including mine) to put them out in the backyard. I heard him call my dog (Beezus) to go outside, and I heard her thump against my door (because she was trying to run in there to me). I clearly heard him say, "If you growl at me, I swear to God I will break your neck," outside of my door to MY dog.
I didn't say anything at that moment because I didn't want to make a scene unless it was necessary.
But I swear to God, if he had done anything to her at that moment he would have seen a side of me he would have wished he had never seen. I admit, I love my father, but he scares the shit out of me sometimes.
He is so fucking lucky he did nothing to her. I swear he would not have a daughter right now. And that is because he threatened the same thing to me when I was a child. And I'll be damned if you fucking threaten a child with death. And I'll be goddamned if he's going to do it to my dog.
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