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I need to start off this post by explaining what happened this morning. Well, about 20 minutes ago.
I awoke at 4:00 to the smell of poop. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to get some tissues to clean up the little pile of turs that was on the floor. Tim was in the pathroom so I said: "Theres poop on the floor." then.. he snapped at me, very heatedly. "Yeah it was your little buddy Tobi, who I didn't want to sleep with last night, who jumpped down there and pooped and peep. And (he added, with the proudest voice I had ever head) I beat the shit out of him." (With wasn't far from the truth because when I went to check on Tobi there were drops of poop infront of the kennel, and Tobi has been know to poop in fear) So I flush away Tobi's poop, and try to walk past Tim. I am very upset, because he just let the poop (and later I found pee next to it) sit there to teach me some kinda of lesson. I know he didn't want Tobi to sleep with us, but both of the dogs has pooped and peed last night, so I was sure that nothing was going to happen. And I, for one, thought Tobi did good, because one time he pooped and beed right on the bed, and due to the fact that he got off of the bed this time, means he knows it was wrong, but maybe he just couldn't hold it. I mean, he's only like three months. He's a baby! So it's 4:00 in the morning and I'm cleaning up poop, just because I was the one that wanted Tobi to sleep with us. Well, excuse me Tim, but Tobi is OUR dog. We both wanted him, we both paid for him... well Tim apologized after I cleaned it all up, and gave me a hug before he rushed out of the door (he took so much time to beat Tobi this morning, that he was late for his carpool) So I needed to vent, because I was pretty upset, that he would blame what happened on me, then beat Tobi so bad that he pooped himself. So I got online and saw that I had missed a text message from steve at 10:30, that just made me even more angry because I had been waiting all night to hear from him (later I found out that he was at work untill then) so I got upset about that, then I read the comment that he put to my post yeasterday...
And I felt so much better. I acctually laughed out loud, and the things I was upset about just seem so stupid and small... I wonder why I even get upset about them at all! But, I guess deep down inside I still feel upset, and think that it is unfair, but then I realize that Tim was hurrying to get to his carpool, that maybe he really didn't have time to clean up the mess, and he realized that it was wrong of him to yell at me for Tobi's accident so he apologized, and maybe he would have consented to us talking about it, but he had to get to work. So... I guess right now I feel... happy. I'm happy. Thank you Steve.
~Me
I awoke at 4:00 to the smell of poop. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to get some tissues to clean up the little pile of turs that was on the floor. Tim was in the pathroom so I said: "Theres poop on the floor." then.. he snapped at me, very heatedly. "Yeah it was your little buddy Tobi, who I didn't want to sleep with last night, who jumpped down there and pooped and peep. And (he added, with the proudest voice I had ever head) I beat the shit out of him." (With wasn't far from the truth because when I went to check on Tobi there were drops of poop infront of the kennel, and Tobi has been know to poop in fear) So I flush away Tobi's poop, and try to walk past Tim. I am very upset, because he just let the poop (and later I found pee next to it) sit there to teach me some kinda of lesson. I know he didn't want Tobi to sleep with us, but both of the dogs has pooped and peed last night, so I was sure that nothing was going to happen. And I, for one, thought Tobi did good, because one time he pooped and beed right on the bed, and due to the fact that he got off of the bed this time, means he knows it was wrong, but maybe he just couldn't hold it. I mean, he's only like three months. He's a baby! So it's 4:00 in the morning and I'm cleaning up poop, just because I was the one that wanted Tobi to sleep with us. Well, excuse me Tim, but Tobi is OUR dog. We both wanted him, we both paid for him... well Tim apologized after I cleaned it all up, and gave me a hug before he rushed out of the door (he took so much time to beat Tobi this morning, that he was late for his carpool) So I needed to vent, because I was pretty upset, that he would blame what happened on me, then beat Tobi so bad that he pooped himself. So I got online and saw that I had missed a text message from steve at 10:30, that just made me even more angry because I had been waiting all night to hear from him (later I found out that he was at work untill then) so I got upset about that, then I read the comment that he put to my post yeasterday...
And I felt so much better. I acctually laughed out loud, and the things I was upset about just seem so stupid and small... I wonder why I even get upset about them at all! But, I guess deep down inside I still feel upset, and think that it is unfair, but then I realize that Tim was hurrying to get to his carpool, that maybe he really didn't have time to clean up the mess, and he realized that it was wrong of him to yell at me for Tobi's accident so he apologized, and maybe he would have consented to us talking about it, but he had to get to work. So... I guess right now I feel... happy. I'm happy. Thank you Steve.
~Me