As God is My Witness
I will NEVER share my space with a dog EVER again.
NEVER.
I have enough stress without having to put up with the endless jumping, chewing, barking, growling, and howling of an overly energetic canine.
She poops all over my garden and digs holes. She goes into a She will chew on ANYTHING that she can fit in her mouth. My plants, the kid's toys, paper towels, hats, clothes, pencils, pens.
The last thing she destroyed was my nightguard, a necessary accessory which prevents me from grinding my teeth and damaging my veneers. She got upstairs and into my room. We have to keep a baby gate on the stairs and make sure our bedrooom doors are shut in case the gate gets moved, but this particular day the gate was not put back and my door was left open. She found the nightguard and decided it would make a good chew toy.
It will cost several hundred dollars to replace.
Tonight I am tired, fed up and very pms-sy and I have absolutely no patience for this shit. I could kick myself hard enough to make my foot come out of my fucking MOUTH for ever thinking getting a dog was a good idea.
Yes, I know I am harsh, and I am not proud of feeling like this. But I'm in a REALLY bad mood, duh.
NEVER.
I have enough stress without having to put up with the endless jumping, chewing, barking, growling, and howling of an overly energetic canine.
She poops all over my garden and digs holes. She goes into a She will chew on ANYTHING that she can fit in her mouth. My plants, the kid's toys, paper towels, hats, clothes, pencils, pens.
The last thing she destroyed was my nightguard, a necessary accessory which prevents me from grinding my teeth and damaging my veneers. She got upstairs and into my room. We have to keep a baby gate on the stairs and make sure our bedrooom doors are shut in case the gate gets moved, but this particular day the gate was not put back and my door was left open. She found the nightguard and decided it would make a good chew toy.
It will cost several hundred dollars to replace.
Tonight I am tired, fed up and very pms-sy and I have absolutely no patience for this shit. I could kick myself hard enough to make my foot come out of my fucking MOUTH for ever thinking getting a dog was a good idea.
Yes, I know I am harsh, and I am not proud of feeling like this. But I'm in a REALLY bad mood, duh.