Thanks for bringing your fucking piece of shit, cunt sniffing bitch to the dinner. This year’s 2 foot circle of pee on the carpet is wonderful. It’s a pleasure to deal with your fucking dog’s vomit and piss on the carpet every year every family gathering. This year she surpassed every other year’s shitiness in your bringing the bitch along. This year she fucking chewed on the 20 pound Christmas ham. Thanks so fucking much. We did get to eat our lunch with the ham, so I got about half a pound of it this year. I’ve been waiting a month for this ham that I planned on eating for a whole week. To make things even better I had to listen to she can’t help it, blah blah blah blah blah. I had to listen to how certain people exchanged kisses with cats and dogs, and get this how I was ridiculous in not eating the remains of the dog chewed ham. Even better is the remaining 10 pounds of dog chewed ham that is sitting in the refrigerator taking up space and feeding the slow burn anger I have against this worthless bitch that I want to kick at least a mile down the road five feet at a time. Please send me some of your leftover Christmas ham.
This morning as soon as I got back I was asked if I’d found any deals. I said a store has a monitor I need for $99. I was immediately told I didn’t need to buy a $99 monitor I found in a store because I don’t need any electronics. Yes I do. My old CTR is barely usable any longer and will plain never start again one of these days. 10 to 15 year old equipment that’s all wore out doesn’t really hack it any longer. I got just enough money for Christmas that I can buy a new monitor. I need and want a new monitor. Actually my whole computer system is dying. Am I never allowed to own anything not shot and in need of a whack every fricking 10 minutes? Everything I own is on it’s last legs! Beat head on the table smiley goes here.
Seriously, dude, who are these people that you can’t not invite or set restrictions on who comes into your home?
And who is telling you that you can’t spend your money on something you want?
If you are actually my husband: nobody’s dog was at our house this time; Toby is a boy dog and doesn’t mean to piss everywhere–he’s intimidated; and you can’t have a monitor because you just bought a fucking printer.
The ham was where somebody else put it, not me. I also don’t care about reasoning any of this out. I’m feeling frustrated at having to deal with other thoughtless peoples situations that involve me being on the losing end of the stick right now. I’ve had a loop running in my head of the dogs running out of the house with the turkey for the last 24 hours now from A Christmas Story. I also keep hearing the phrase no roast beast. Dad used to do the same thing as Ralfie’s dad with our cantankerous oil furnace.
I love my kitties, and I kiss their noses and paws. I like being licked on the face by dogs. But no way am I eating something that anyone’s cat or dog (including my cats) has been chewing on. That’s just plain disgusting.
This dog owner’s attitude makes it quite clear why the dog does stuff like eat hams off the table or counter (I assume that’s what happened?). The dog presumably gets away with it at home. I suspect there is a general lack of discipline and “the human is in charge” here, which may also explain the peeing.
Saying the dog can’t help it is flat wrong. (Unless it was just about the peeing, and the dog has a medical condition that is causing incontinence. But if that were the case, there are diapers for dogs, and the dog should be wearing one.) There are millions of dogs in the world that are trained well enough not to pee indoors or snatch food from the table. I have sat and eaten my lunch right next to a Great Dane that was a service dog. The dog could have snatched my lunch off the table, but he didn’t. There- I’ve proved that it is possible to train a dog not to snatch food off the table.
Fuck you. OMG, dinner with family you don’t like every single member of, only half a pound of ham to eat and just enough money for a new monitor. Fuck a whooooole bunch of you.
I don’t consider their dog family. It’s a dog that needs to remain at their home. You’re welcome to stop by for some dog chewed ham for as long as it’s around.
The point with the monitor is it’s my Christmas money I was given and I’ll spend it on a Christmas present I want and need. The other person can buy themselves whatever they want with the money they received and I won’t tell them they can’t.
Absolutely. If your dog is likely to do stuff like pee on the carpet or snatch food from the counter or table, it’s just basic courtesy and common sense not to take that dog with you when you go to someone else’s house.
Why didn’t you throw it out right away, or send it home with the dog owner? Why don’t you throw it out right now? You’re not planning to eat it, and very few sane people would be willing to eat it. It’s just wasting space in your fridge. And possibly contaminating other things in your fridge with dog-mouth bacteria.
Who are “they” that they feel they should be able to tell you what not to spend your own money on? Is this your spouse or SO with whom you share household finances? Or do you live with your parents and share finances with them? Or are you bankrupt, and one of your creditors is telling you that? In pretty much any other situation, “they” need to butt out.
Jeez Harmonious, that sucks and all, but…grow a set and stand up to these people! Tell them “NO, you cannot bring your dog here anymore!”. You stated in your OP that the dog comes along with them every year…it should have only been there once and never again after that if it behaves that way.
Also, count me amongst the confused about your supposed frustration with not being able to spend your own money…stand up to that person, too, whomever they are and tell them where they can go for suggesting how to spend your Christmas money…
That’s why I don’t eat birthday cake. I’ve never understood the allure of eating something that someone has sprayed all over with a shower of saliva and God knows what.
The only way this makes sense to me is that HD is less than 18 and living in his parents home. When you say “your house” do you mean your own single family household, or are you living under someone else’s roof?
We have two large dogs that are required, whenever there is any food in the room, to either leave the room or lie down on the floor. It took about 3 days to train them completely. Whoever these people are whose dogs are acting so obnoxiously, the humans are 100% at fault.
And why do these people get to come to your house with their animals and not be forbidden to enter until the dogs are taken back home (or locked in the back yard or basement, if one is available)? The only time in my whole life a dog that was uninvited got to stay at our house was because a blizzard struck just as the guests arrived – and the dog promptly got shown to the basement and spent the visit there (because it had a nasty habit of snapping at the baby, which for some reason the rest of us didn’t find amusing).
Dude, you need to take better control over your own space and your own life. And demand reimbursement for the dog-chewed ham!
Huh. I thought that too, so I went back to his/her old posts and couldn’t determine one way or the other definitively but I thought I saw some small clues, so I took a guess.
HD, sorry if the guess was wrong. That would be the second time this week I’ve guessed genders wrong.
