I'm not sure if this is OT (and/or silly), but I need to vent anyway.
About 1 1/2 years ago, I interviewed and was offered a job that I really thought was promising. It was a few miles from home, and just seemed like a great place to work, which it is. However, the owner brings his dog to work just about every day. I'm allergic. I decided to suck it up and sniffle, sneeze, and take antihistamines until a better job came along, or I couldn't take it anymore. Lo and behold, I can now tolerate the dog just fine. She is very very sweet, and a fun dog to be around.
I told DH that I'd really like a dog at home, since I enjoy the dog at work so much. He started looking at the Humane Society website, and (to make a long story short)we ended up adopting the cutest doggie in the world.
She was really out of sorts for the first week or so. She was spayed, had shots, probably didn't eat for a long time, etc. I don't believe she was ever housebroken. I "think" she was paper-trained, but I'm not even sure about that.
Well, now she's beginning to act like a dog, and not a stuffed animal anymore. She's working on housebreaking, with some accidents. I NEVER expect DH to clean it up...ever. She is now learning to let me know that she needs to go outside, which happened at 4am.
I took her out, but DH couldn't go back to sleep, so he decided to slam and bang around in the kitchen for awhile, until I woke up. THEN he told me how much he HATES the dog, how she has to live in the basement from now on, etc. I have been referring to him as "Daddy" to the dog (keep in mind that this is my first pet, and I'm so thrilled that I can barely contain it). I am no longer permitted to refer to him as Daddy, because it's "disgusting". I'm crocheting her a sweater, and he's actually jealous.
So, this little dog has taken my mind off of his rotten spawn, the upcoming holidays (which I am sure will be fraught with misery from the skids), and just generally put me in a good mood. Apparenty that is NOT ALLOWED in this house.
He told me a few weeks ago that he wanted this to be a nice Christmas for me, unlike last year (his spawn ruined it for me). Epic failure, so far.
Why the HELL would he go to the trouble (and expense) of getting this dog, only to turn around and make sure that owning a dog will totally SUCK for me, until I take the dog back to the Humane Society? And yes, he has owned dogs before.