DJ has a houseful of stinky boys over to play a Warhammer, a table top strategy game they all love. While I'm not exactly thrilled about them having their play date on a weekend that I have to work, such is life. As long as they don't let one of the pets out, I'm ok.
However, one of the stinky boys brought his girlfriend over - & this is creating some issues.
As I'm sure most of you know, I'm an animal love. My own pets are my babies, & I am as protective as a mama should be. So imagine my surprise when this woman that I've never met before walks into my house, looks at my dog - the dog who sleeps with me & who I literally have to hold when I come home from anywhere - & says, "There's my girl."
Now, I know better than anyone that I have a tendency to overreact to, well, everything. So even though the words made my skin crawl, I bit my tongue & decided to be polite. But it doesn't stop there...
She went on to tell me that when her boyfriend first brought her to the house, he informed her that the dog would just bark all night long. But she declared in the car that the dog wouldn't bark at here - & then she worked her dog whisperer magic on Ripley that evening. And guess what? No barking!
After that Ceasar Milan got more of a run for his money because she starting explaining all kinds of dog behaviors & what great personality traits she has. And (here's the best part) even started to tell me what my dog is thinking.
It's been a long time since I've been this angry. I know that most of you will think that this is totally ridiculous, & maybe it is. But this is my house, these are my pets & I don't need some crazy hippy that I don't even know spouting her wisdom.
So now I have two choices: leave an hour early for work & find something to do, or flip the fuck out.
I would love nothing more than to go off the deep end, but I know how hard DJ worked to coordinate this get together with my friends. And I know that he doesn't get to go out & spend time with them very often because of all the physical help he needs. So, I'm going to be the nice girlfriend & keep my feelings to myself.
I'm on my way to work.
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I liked option 3: Hide out in your bedroom with your SIL so that you had the chance to vent.
ReplyDeleteI really think she means well. She's just off her rocker. lol
I'll be keeping an eye out for the furbabies today for you. :)
Ugh what a weirdo! Good thing you had to go to work! I have a feeling she may have been slapped shortly! =D
ReplyDeleteuhhm hello,
ReplyDeleteyou could've came by to see your favorite aunt & favorite cousin.
--well actually i had to do your sister & a friends hair & makeup to go to a quinceanera (sweet 15)...apparently this friend was the one who started all the drama; guess i shoulda burned the bitches head with my curling iron.
& text me on monday mam!!!!
I totally understand. I'm a big pet person too, and I admit that since I was pre-vet in college I know a good deal about pets, but I don't offer up opinions unless they're asked for/medically important. It is rude to just go to someone else's house and act that way! You deserve a GF of the year award and an extra foot rub!
ReplyDeleteOuch! I get it though. She was being very rude! I think you made the harder choice, but the right one in the end. DJ is lucky to have you!
ReplyDeleteOh and maybe you could train that dog of yours to bite that "dog whisperer" on command ;)
I gave you an award!
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