I've decided to give Meme away (my maltese). I just can't do it anymore. I told Mike last week that I wanted to give her away, I'm begining to hate her, and he talked me out of it. Said that "we" had worked too hard with her and that we shouldn't give up on her. When we got Meme she was already 3yrs old. The lady who had her had never trained her. She was allowed to go potty all over the house and was never repremanded for barking all the time. The lady went into a nursing home and her brother was put in charge of Meme, and I don't know what happened he did to her ( I know him, he's an a%%h#[email protected]), but she always used to cower down whenever men approached her. We broke her of that but she won't potty train, barks all the time, and bites anyone who walks away from her. I had decided to give it one last shot, thought that Mike was going to help me a little more since HE wanted to keep her.
Well, today was the last straw. I've been kenneling her every night (for like the past 2mos) to keep her from going potty on my floors and this morning I put her out to go to the bathroom. She ran out there and then barked at the door so I let her in and went to take my shower. I get out and walk to my room and step in dog poop
That was it!!!! And this happens while Mike is sleeping 2ft from her
So, I was shaking I was so angry and when I woke up I told him-she's gone! I was shaking all morning- and of course then I flared because I was so mad.
Now I feel bad because Mike put this guilt trip on me, then I go to work and they're all like..."and you want to have a baby?!" That hurt so much.
I just wanted to cry all morning. They just kept up with how you can't give a baby away when it's two and all that. I feel horrible. I don't think that my mothering skills should be judged because I can't handle this dog. I have lots of animals and I do great with all of them, but she's impossible.
I hate her, I really do. And that makes me so mad because I love animals so much and I feel like she's taking that away from me. Mike wants to find her a good home, but at this point I don't even care, as long as she's not with me.
Well, today was the last straw. I've been kenneling her every night (for like the past 2mos) to keep her from going potty on my floors and this morning I put her out to go to the bathroom. She ran out there and then barked at the door so I let her in and went to take my shower. I get out and walk to my room and step in dog poop


Now I feel bad because Mike put this guilt trip on me, then I go to work and they're all like..."and you want to have a baby?!" That hurt so much.

I hate her, I really do. And that makes me so mad because I love animals so much and I feel like she's taking that away from me. Mike wants to find her a good home, but at this point I don't even care, as long as she's not with me.

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