Ever had one of those days?
I got home last evening after attending a family support meeting for my best/friend sister who is in rehab... and delivering a b-day present to our neighbor around 9...I was gone for 3 hours.
I left the pups alone from 6pm until about 7:15 when husband got home. I left all 3 of them out to potty before I left. When I came home, the house reeked of pee
. Husband didn't put the dogs in bed with them, just let them roam the house...and when they have to pee and there is no one to open the door--guess what? I just steam cleaned Monday am, and I have a sensitive nose! He won't put them in their crates because he doesn't want to hear the barking, then says for us to sleep in the other room because he cant rest because Baxter sleeps either right up on his back or between his legs where he can't turn over. I know he has a point, but why let them destruct our home so you can get a few minutes of sleep
When he got up at 1 am I opened the door to let them go potty, and asked husband to call them in before he left. He did, and put Baxter back in bed (he can't jump up on his own). When I get up and go to the bathroom to potty, I notice the bath mat flipped in half--I unfold it to see smashed in poop!
I believe Darcy was the culprit, she doesn't sleep in the bed with us, and the bathroom is her favorite hangout.
I know husband loved waking up to step in poop!
I guess why I'm mad is that he never communicates anything. Why not wake me up and let me know the dogs had an accident so I could take care of it? Why not make sure the dogs potty before you go to bed? I am home almost 24/7, but feel like I can never leave because of stuff like this. I am up a minimum of twice per night for Darcy , the lasik makes her pee tons. I always take the other dogs too, there are never any accidents when I am here! Talking to him does no good, because he makes light of it.
When I complain about having steam clean or pick up, he tells me I have nothing else to do . He doesn't consider working from home "real work" GRRRR.
Then this morning Cooper cries and cries to be let out, only so he can have a barking match thru the privacy fence with the neighbors dog. When I tell him to hush, he runs in, cocks his head and gives me an innocent look, then runs back out to bark his head off more! This has went on for hours.
Baxter is lying in the grass, sunbathing and casually taking it all in!
We really need Caesar Milan to rehabilitate US!
I think I am going to go get a margarita as soon as the hour is decent enough. Calgon, take me away!!!