The baby was up a lot last night. Around six I finally get him back to sleep. Go downstairs feed the dog and I finally get back to sleep. Two minutes later my husband yells for me followed by a string of profanities. Turns out my asshole dog climbed up on the counter and got to two thirds of the cookies I made for a cookie exchange tonight. These cookies were out of his reach or so I thought. I was up until 1am making fucking cookies. Did I mention they were chocolate cookies.
Then I got to peroxide the dog send him out to wait for the puke. Made DH go out and clean up the puke as asshole dog tried to eat it.
Finally, I get to go back to bed and the motherfucking dog is laying in my spot and won't move.
Now I am up and get to make more cookies.
Who wants him?
ETA clearly sarcasm doesn't get expressed well on the Internet. I am not getting rid of my dog. I am just going to spend the day shooting him dirty looks while baking cookies.
Are we really not allowed to complain about pets? Shes not really putting him on CL.
Henry STTN like a champ but I still have to get up 1-2x a night for my dog. He doesn't even have to pee (although I take him anyway), he wants a hug. Hugs are only given between 7 am and 11 pm dog! He will also bark if DH puts him to bed instead of me. I threaten him with Craigslist all the time.
Post by littlesthobo on Dec 12, 2013 9:19:13 GMT -5
Pets are jerks. My cat ruined my brother's birthday cake 4 years in a row. lol. Every time we were like, "mom, you KNOW he's going to walk on/eat it! Put it where he can't get it!"
I promise I love my dog a whole lot and I forgot I joked about getting rid of him the other day too. I will never get rid of him but I will joke about it a lot. The other day I told him that I was leaving him and Henry at the fire house and going to Mexico. Please note I will not be getting rid of the kid either.
VV sorry about your dog. And your cookies. If I had a dog that ate my cookies I would probably sell it on CL and I'm not even joking (which is totally why I don't have a dog in the first place)
I promise I love my dog a whole lot and I forgot I joked about getting rid of him the other day too. I will never get rid of him but I will joke about it a lot. The other day I told him that I was leaving him and Henry at the fire house and going to Mexico. Please note I will not be getting rid of the kid either.
When Jack was a baby I talked several times about how I dreamed of just opening the door and letting Scarlett run away. She was terrible on my mat leave. Then one day she accidentally escaped and I had to call H and be all 'Look I know I joked about this but I swear I didn't really do it." lol
I promise I love my dog a whole lot and I forgot I joked about getting rid of him the other day too. I will never get rid of him but I will joke about it a lot. The other day I told him that I was leaving him and Henry at the fire house and going to Mexico. Please note I will not be getting rid of the kid either.
Irish needs surgery and I asked the vet's assistant if I could just trade her in. She was not amused.
You know how we have a "Come Get this Mother Fucker" alert for babies? We need one for pets. I would have sounded the CGTMF alarm several times in Henry's first year for my two dogs. I will CGTMF for some cookies.
You know how we have a "Come Get this Mother Fucker" alert for babies? We need one for pets. I would have sounded the CGTMF alarm several times in Henry's first year. I will CGTMF for some cookies.
I know! I actually feel bad for the dog most of the time because I know he is bent out of shape with the baby here. He is a good dog and hasn't done any acting out he is just clearly a little sad about his routine changing.
However, I do not feel at all bad about being pissed at him about this. He would have done the same thing baby or not. He also seriously had to get up on the counter with half his body they weren't just on the edge.
I promise I love my dog a whole lot and I forgot I joked about getting rid of him the other day too. I will never get rid of him but I will joke about it a lot. The other day I told him that I was leaving him and Henry at the fire house and going to Mexico. Please note I will not be getting rid of the kid either.
sometimes I open the back door and stand next to it, saying things like, "OH NO! I have left the back door WIDE OPEN and now rajah is WANDERING OUT, NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN!" and then I make a big production of my disappointment when he doesn't get up off the couch.
This is just a sensitive subject where I live-a dog was put up on Craigslist and the person who took her tortured her and left her to die in my hometown. She was found and taken to an animal hospital but her injuries were so great they had to put her down.
This is just a sensitive subject where I live-a dog was put up on Craigslist and the person who took her tortured her and left her to die in my hometown. She was found and taken to an animal hospital but her injuries were so great they had to put her down.
This is just a sensitive subject where I live-a dog was put up on Craigslist and the person who took her tortured her and left her to die in my hometown. She was found and taken to an animal hospital but her injuries were so great they had to put her down.
This is just a sensitive subject where I live-a dog was put up on Craigslist and the person who took her tortured her and left her to die in my hometown. She was found and taken to an animal hospital but her injuries were so great they had to put her down.
This will make you feel better about trying to locate the cookies in a place the dog couldn't reach - at least you're not as dumb as my parents, who left their dog in the car with a brand new Honeybaked ham they'd just picked up. The went in to grab a few groceries, came out and half the ham was gone, lololol. WHAT WERE THEY THINKING???