I bred my dog with a friend of the son of a friend’s dog late last May. They had pups late July. Owner of the bitch needed a place to live right after they were born, I was hesitant. I figured that since it’s a litter of purebred pups we could sell them to make his rent. I had a bad feeling about it but told him he could rent a room from me.
Big mistake. The kid’s a typical irresponsible, beer-drinking 21 year old. Since he moved in I have sold one pup (my pick of the litter), he hasn’t sold any. They’re now 10 weeks old and quickly outgrowing the “baby cute” stage.
Fucking irresponsible roommate stayed out drinking again last night like he has for the last 3 weekends and came home with his loud ass drunk friends today. I’ve had enough of these damn puppies. I want to get my back yard looking good again, get rid of the dog shit and get some trees planted back there. I’ve had enough of getting stuck with irresponsible people’s problems just because I own the house. I told Weston today that he has ONE WEEK to get rid of these puppies and get caught up on rent or I’m changing the locks, taking all his dogs to the pound (not just the pups but also their mother and a second bitch he owns) and pawning his TV.
Yeah, me being “nice” has gotten me screwed again.
The bastard just came in and asked me if he could use my cell phone charger, I told him NO. He’s past his limit. CARD DECLINED. He looked at me like I have 3 heads.
Oh, and since this is the pit, goat-felching cock guzzler.