Puppy love?

Someone smack me on the head. What the hell was I thinking getting a puppy? I must have lost my damn mind for a while. I mean sure puppies are cute and all, but the chewing, and the razor sharp puppy teeth. Oh and don't even get me started on the accidents in the house. I'm so tired of cleaning up pee! Just when I think she's getting the hang of it...Squish! That's me stepping in a freshly urine soaked carpet. Or god forbid I don't see it, and literally smell it later. It gets this nasty chicken soupy smell to it...gagarific.

This is supposed to be my husband's dog, but he does NOTHING to take care of her. Today I called him and said "I don't know what to do with this dog! She keeps tackling Byron and gnawing on him. Now he won't go outside to play, and I'm going crazy with him in the house!"

Do you know what he said to me? "Maybe you should go outside and play with her?" Oh. No. He. Didn't.

The guy who doesn't do anything to take care of her is criticizing the fact that I haven't walked her that day. Grrrrrrr....

So then I hung up on him, took a shower and walked her. Because I needed the walk to straighten my attitude out anyway. As I was walking with my beastly double stroller, and three dogs, a car rolled up on me very slowly and paced me for a bit. It was filled with 3 men (one with a lazy eye) who just leered at me and smiled. Totally creeped me out, and I gave them a healthy dose of stink eye. It's the curse of having this white girl ghetto booty. It draws unwanted attention, and smacks.

But then later it made me feel good to know that I'm still worthy of leering. I mean it's better they leer then bark at me out the window right?