Keeping score

Just so I can remember all the things The Dog has not forgiven me for in the last decade...

1. Lawncare
2. Extra-curricular activities
3. House
4. Finances
5. Cat
6. Cleaning


Just so I can remember all the things I retaliate with...

1. Refusing to take me to hospital when I broke my toes.
2. Refusing to grocery shop when I broke my toes.

No new pets in the Dog and Pony show

The Boy is having a birthday. The Boy wants a pet. So I (tentatively... like a child asks a stern parent) asked The Dog.

Ouch.

We are not EVER going to have another pet now that the cat (the real feline) has passed over the rainbow bridge. EVER. None negotiable. No discussion. No compromise. No deal. See, the cat (the real feline) was ill and made messes and all pets are now banned in case they make messes. Life IS a mess.


Lesson learned: There is no remorse and no recourse with The Dog.
Countdown: 3652 days.

Another year... bite me

I offered to take The Boy in for The Dog since his time was limited today. The Boy had some stuff going on at school so I stopped in to talk to the teacher. I left a phone message for Dog indicating such.

Not 15 minutes later I get a call..."What did I want?"
"I left you a message" I said.
Well. I guess that was the wrong answer because I got a tirade in my ear about how he was setting up something at work and was busy and saw I had called and blah blah blah.

It is very convenient that my blackberry chose to die at that moment.

Lesson learned: Do not call and leave messages for the The Dog.