Jan 21, 2010 21:45
It was crazy enough when we had three... But with the addition of a fourth, stray dog, I can't take it anymore. My brother is an idiot and that dog needs to go. I love Cody very much, but our house can no longer provide for his shenanigans. And, with my brother's lack of responsibility towards the care of that dog, things are not likely going to change anytime soon.
For instance: I get a call at dinner from Alex:
"What time are you guys coming home?"
"Not for a while, we're still at dinner and we need to go to Sports Chalet and BB&B. Why?"
"I was gonna go with Jim to get food. Will the dogs be okay on the landing?"
"Are you just going out to get fast food?"
"Yeah, we're gonna get Del Taco."
"Okay, they should be fine as long as you're not gone for more than an hour."
"Okay then, I'll lock them up."
Of course, we arrive home earlier than Alex. No surprise, Cody knocked over all of Dexter's food and everything is WET. My dad and I clean up all the food and I put it safely in the pantry.
Alex comes home.
"You know Alex, those dogs made a mess in the landing. They knocked over all the food."
"Well somebody told me to lock up the dogs in the landing."
"I ALSO TOLD YOU NOT TO BE GONE FOR MORE THAN AN HOUR!"
FUCK. I really want to punch my brother in the face sometimes. He's such an idiot. I will conference with my folks about the possibility of getting Cody a new home. For now, I will continue to do as little as possible about his antics until we can agree upon his future.
I need a stiff drink... Grrr...