I love dogs, I do, we own one. However, why is it that our dog, the good, well mannered, lays at your feet, doesn't bark, big FUR BALL drive everyone else crazy? Cause of a little hair? Come on!
My mother is staying with us this week because of her work, and guess who gets to babysit HER dog? Yep, ME! I am home all day so I get the little Shit-Ka-Doodle! I call him this because that is exactly what he is, although, he doesn't shit, he just pees! He needs anxiety medication. He is 13 years old, blind and missing some teeth! Kindof looks like a lady I saw at Walmart the other day. I know, I know, you would think I would feel sorry for the mutt, but I don't. The damn dog is so annoying. My mom goes to another room, he follows her, she goes downstairs, he whines, cause he can't go down the stairs-BABY! He will probably cry the entire week she is gone...I need HIS anti-anxiety medication!
But the kicker here, is my mom will complain to ME, of all people, about watching my dog because of a little hair that can be sucked up in a vacuum and thrown out! Hello, I have to get my SpotBot out and clean up after him! Not to mention I need Tylenol after listening to him whine all day! ARGH! Why the double standard? My mom even left him here by mistake one time when she came to visit. I think it was a plot, a plot to dump him on me cause she knows the truth about the 4 legged nut case!
Oh well, I guess you do things you don't want to do for your family, huh?
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