I'm Pretty Furious
I am really mad. Like, madder then I have been in awhile, and I've been mad alot lately. And it's not even at Joey! Gasp!
It's at his sister. Kimmy and I get along great. She has alot of faults, but I can look past them because in general she's a really great person. She was the first family member of Joey's to make me feel welcome, we hang out without Joey and I never feel akward like I do with his other sister. I can tell her almost anything.
Lately she has been dumber then normal. That sounds harsh, but it's true. She has started smoking pot. Kimmy has 4 kids, 2 live with her, 2 her parents raise. She has started smoking pot while they are at daycare and then while they are sleeping. She was diagnosed with depression, but she doesn't take her meds, instead, she self medicates. That's not even what I'm mad about though.
So she is going to visit her sister in another city last Friday. And she asks us if we will watch her puppy over the weekend, she will be home Monday, so we say 'sure, drop her off'.
So she drops her off, her kennel and her dog bed and heads out. About an hour later she texts me to tell me that her dog, Ariel, may be going into her first heat. Well, that's lovely. But what's lovlier? We have two intact male dogs of our own!! So they show alot of interest in Ariel over the weekend but nothing happens. Then Monday Kimmy texts and says she isn't coming home until Thursday. Well on Wednesday Ariel starts bleeding. All over the place. On our couches, our carpet, our clothes. I fashioned a diaper for her out of one of Marlows, but Ariel is 5lbs and Mar wears size 6 diapers. It was a battle to keep it on but I just kept doing it telling myself if was only for a day. Then Thursday Kimmy doesn't come home, or bother to text. Today rolls around, and I text her, and she says she might come home tomorrow.
Ok WHAT??? Your dog is in heat, we watched her as a favour to you, and now you are going to take advantage and just dissapear for weeks??? I have had to lock her dog up(and I feel terrible about it) in her kennel for hours a time, then let her out and keep her on my lap in a diaper(she can escape the diaper) for a bit at a time. While in her kennel she whines and barks constantly, she kept my daughter up for over an hour with it tonight. My dogs are fighting each other, bad enough to make each other bleed, because they are into Ariel and want to show each other who's the boss.
If Ariel was to get knocked up by one of my dogs it could kill her, so that's another concern.
Plus, Ariel is partially pad trained, and we thought she was off of pads because Kimmy didn't bother to drop some off with her. Well, she has been using jacket sleeves, the middle of my carpet, Marlows stuffies, as pads. And Kimmy has the nerve to tell me I shouldn't be mad because she is pad trained so she is just doing what she is taught. I'm not mad at the dog...I'm mad at her! Now my house smells like dog urine, I have had to throw out toys, I can't get the blood out of my carpet and my couch. I have dogs with scabs all over themselves. I can't even kennel them together, like we always have, because they scrap.
I'm just really really really angry about this.
And to boot, Kimmy is my babysitter while Joey and I both work. She actually got me my job, and I told her I wasn't sure, the hours weren't great for us. She told me not to worry, she would make sure she could babysit when our shifts overlapped. Then when she text me to tell me she wasn't coming home until Thursday I got mad all over. I had told her I worked Thursday. So I had to scramble to find a babysitter, leaning on anyone who owed me a favor.
It's at his sister. Kimmy and I get along great. She has alot of faults, but I can look past them because in general she's a really great person. She was the first family member of Joey's to make me feel welcome, we hang out without Joey and I never feel akward like I do with his other sister. I can tell her almost anything.
Lately she has been dumber then normal. That sounds harsh, but it's true. She has started smoking pot. Kimmy has 4 kids, 2 live with her, 2 her parents raise. She has started smoking pot while they are at daycare and then while they are sleeping. She was diagnosed with depression, but she doesn't take her meds, instead, she self medicates. That's not even what I'm mad about though.
So she is going to visit her sister in another city last Friday. And she asks us if we will watch her puppy over the weekend, she will be home Monday, so we say 'sure, drop her off'.
So she drops her off, her kennel and her dog bed and heads out. About an hour later she texts me to tell me that her dog, Ariel, may be going into her first heat. Well, that's lovely. But what's lovlier? We have two intact male dogs of our own!! So they show alot of interest in Ariel over the weekend but nothing happens. Then Monday Kimmy texts and says she isn't coming home until Thursday. Well on Wednesday Ariel starts bleeding. All over the place. On our couches, our carpet, our clothes. I fashioned a diaper for her out of one of Marlows, but Ariel is 5lbs and Mar wears size 6 diapers. It was a battle to keep it on but I just kept doing it telling myself if was only for a day. Then Thursday Kimmy doesn't come home, or bother to text. Today rolls around, and I text her, and she says she might come home tomorrow.
Ok WHAT??? Your dog is in heat, we watched her as a favour to you, and now you are going to take advantage and just dissapear for weeks??? I have had to lock her dog up(and I feel terrible about it) in her kennel for hours a time, then let her out and keep her on my lap in a diaper(she can escape the diaper) for a bit at a time. While in her kennel she whines and barks constantly, she kept my daughter up for over an hour with it tonight. My dogs are fighting each other, bad enough to make each other bleed, because they are into Ariel and want to show each other who's the boss.
If Ariel was to get knocked up by one of my dogs it could kill her, so that's another concern.
Plus, Ariel is partially pad trained, and we thought she was off of pads because Kimmy didn't bother to drop some off with her. Well, she has been using jacket sleeves, the middle of my carpet, Marlows stuffies, as pads. And Kimmy has the nerve to tell me I shouldn't be mad because she is pad trained so she is just doing what she is taught. I'm not mad at the dog...I'm mad at her! Now my house smells like dog urine, I have had to throw out toys, I can't get the blood out of my carpet and my couch. I have dogs with scabs all over themselves. I can't even kennel them together, like we always have, because they scrap.
I'm just really really really angry about this.
And to boot, Kimmy is my babysitter while Joey and I both work. She actually got me my job, and I told her I wasn't sure, the hours weren't great for us. She told me not to worry, she would make sure she could babysit when our shifts overlapped. Then when she text me to tell me she wasn't coming home until Thursday I got mad all over. I had told her I worked Thursday. So I had to scramble to find a babysitter, leaning on anyone who owed me a favor.
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