I’m moving. So right now I’m completely displaced like all of the time. One week I’m here, the next week I’m somewhere else, and the next week I’m somewhere else again. Right now (until about next Tuesday), I’m at my parents’ house which is complicated for a couple of reasons. Number one – I’m at their mercy which means it’s pretty hard to do anything since I’m used to doing things on my own and I’m living back at home again. Number two – there are tons of animals. Two cats, 1 large dog, and with my two dogs. And it’s only a three bedroom, two bathroom house. It’s not made for a zoo. So I have to grapple with how to deal with three dogs and them being drastically different sizes. It’s hard for me to give my little ones treats when the big dog will just take them and gulp them down without a care. But then I don’t feel like it’s fair that the big dog is the one that stays in the crate all the time and the younger ones get to do whatever they want just because they’re more house trained and stuff. And the big dog really really stinks. Like really does because my parents don’t take care of him like they should. He’s overweight and he smells horrible.
I like to let them all roam the living room, but the little ones bark at Pico and Pico uses his muzzle that probably weighs the same amount as my girl (9lbs) to just push them over as he’s trying to play with them. And then I’m so terrified that he’ll step on them and break their leg or something. He actually is very gentle with them usually, I just wouldn’t trust him around them with food because he has over the years of being with my parents, which is particularly unfortunate, but that’s the way it is.
No comments:
Post a Comment