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::sigh:: My dad is yelling at my mother - and started doing so while our neighbor was still over; she quickly fled the house once he started - for buying canned dog food for our 15 1/2 year old poodle (who's already missing half her teeth and who's gums are rotting, but that's not even the point) when they had agreed not to. I can't imagine that's his real issue, but I can't figure out what his problem really is. And my mom scapegoats on me when I try to offer her some comfort (largely because me supporting her pisses him off even more, which is taken out on her). I'm so ready to be out of this house. And I've been here barely a week.