one of those mornings...  

julietofverona 44M/44F
178 posts
12/7/2005 8:54 am

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one of those mornings...

Today has started with the dog puking up the top half of her Greenie (a digestable chew toy) that she apparently elected to swallow whole last night. This is before she even got out of bed this morning. And maybe that inspired the cat, I don't know, but she decided that she would reject her breakfast in an artistic splatter of oranges and reds. My husband, meanwhile, is in the middle of his morning routine, getting ready for work, which means that he gets to studiously ignore all of this while alternately threatening the dog with bodily harm if she gets near his laptop. Jenga (the dog) keeps jumping up and putting her paws on the dining room table, where I have my own laptop set up so I can get classwork done during the day, so now I'm yelling at her for jumping up on the table. "How many times have I told you that you cannot put your paws on the table?" I admonish. My husband tells me I sound like a parent. I tell him I feel like a parent, and stop myself just in time from crabbily adding, "A single parent!" A few minutes pass when I notice that a strange silence has settled over the house. Silence first thing in the morning with a hyperactive bulldog in the house means only one thing. Trouble. I peer down the hallway. Sure enough. My husband left the bedroom door open. "Ten bucks says she's eating kitty litter," I tell my husband with an edge of frustration in my voice. Frustration with him for forgetting that she's not still in her crate as she usually is while he's getting ready for work. Thanks to the puking episode. I tiptoe into the bedroom and catch her red handed. She's chewing guiltily and attempts to slink into her crate but I haven't yet pulled her bedding out to wash it and she's disgusted by her own vomit. Mmmmph. Off to the kitchen with her, to her breakfast nook, where she can contemplate how disgusting it is to eat Kitty Roca. Where in fact it's far more likely that she's actually plotting her next opportunity.

It'll get better from here, right?

SibylBatchAxile 43M
384 posts
12/7/2005 12:18 pm

This explains why I don't have pets any more.

And this also is a good example of why I am pretty happy being single...

julietofverona 44M/44F
67 posts
12/7/2005 1:05 pm

    Quoting rm_valleyrat4:
    You've probably leveled out for the day. This is it it's your life. Now after your extra long daily grind you get to slide on over to your husband in bed later in the evening. ??
yes, he's solid and warm, keeps away the chill at night. However, for the more recreational aspects of the relationship these days I do believe I prefer flying solo, truth told. But that's another story altogether.

norprin5 55M

12/7/2005 6:12 pm

pets are pets, forever children. you have to love them because that's all they want from you. well, that, and kibble, and toys, and treats...

human adult males, however...well, darlin', i hate to say it but sometimes we need to be hit over the head before we learn something

King Nor XVIII

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