Bella and I got divorced a while back, when she pulled the last bush out that I had planted earlier in the season. She has become Jared's only and I have rid myself of any responsibility for her at all. I haven't blogged about it because she nearly sent me over the edge to insanity. She nearly broke me down. She is the worst. And after many {{choice}} words, and even tears - angry tears, our yard now looks like it did last january. Bare. Flower-less. Hole ridden. Disgusting, really.
Jared is always telling me to be patient. I work on it. Then fail. Then I respond: while you are at work, she is going to the dog pound and she is never returning.
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I mean it. I always mean it. It's always heartfelt.
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I never follow through.
This morning, we woke up to a crater-sized hole near the fence line in the backyard.
Jared grumbled, slammed the screen door, looked at Bella and said, "you are ruining my life".
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Perhaps, he's finally come around.
ha ha! sounds like the same conversation warren and i have had over and over and over again. Especially about going to the pound while Warren is at work. And yet there she sits in my yard with holes all over and ruined grass.... damn dogs, they just might get the best of us!!
ReplyDeleteHaha this is too funny! I am sorry for your dog woes!
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