NutMeg
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Oh man. My life just hit the rails, and it's all happened in about two weeks. I can't believe I'm in the situation that I'm in.
I just finished my second year of university, and my residence contract didn't get renewed so I had to choose between staying in Vancouver for the summer and finding a place or moving home for the summer and finding a place for September when school starts up again. For a number of reasons, I chose to stay and find a place in Vancouver. My boyfriend's little sister decided she wanted to move to Vancouver, and we decided to get a place together. She has a 6 month old dog, and she brought my boyfriend's cat (he doesn't want the cat staying at the place he's at right now). I moved in three weeks ago, she moved in two weeks ago.
Somehow, this situation has become unlivable. The dog has serious behaviour issues, ranging from separation anxiety that causes him to bark, whine, and pee/shit, as well as him being destructive (chewing on furniture that belongs to me and also to the landlady as well as ripping up one of my books, and chewing on my clothes if he gets in my room), he is not remotely housetrained (he's peed on my new couch at least three times, I've had it for just over a week, and tends to either shit or pee either in his kennel or on the floor or my couch at least once a day), and he has terrible manners (jumps up on everyone and scratches at them with his nails, bites people's hands, legs, chews on loose bits of their clothes, and he bites your ankles and tries to trip you while he walks).
My roommate is working, usually 8 hour shifts, and the puppy has to be left in his kennel because of the destructive behaviours mentioned above. Usually as soon as she leaves, he either pees or shits and has to sit in it until she gets home. He also barks and whines, and jumps up and down rattling the kennel... constantly. I have come home several times to the dog lying in his own mess in the kennel, and I am forced to choose between leaving him in there until my roommate gets home, cleaning it/him up, or letting him run around the house tracking pee and/or shit everywhere. She doesn't seem to see the issue with this, and considers it a normal part of him growing up. I consider it neglect, and it is killing me to watch. I am not in a place in my life where I am willing or able to care for a dog, and watching him be neglected is horrible for me.
I can't study when she's not home, because if I'm not right with the dog, he is whining and barking and scratching at my door. I don't want to be here at all, especially when it smells like dog shit. I don't want to be around the dog because he is so badly behaved, and right now stinks to high hell from all of the pee and shit he has been rolling in.
I talked to my roommate today, and she is going to move out. She is very disappointed in me for not giving it longer to work out. I feel like such a bitch, but I'm not willing to live like this for long enough for the dog to grow out of his behaviour.
My poor boyfriend is feeling terrible, because I'm his girlfriend, and she is his sister. I'm so upset about the whole situation. Hugs?
I just finished my second year of university, and my residence contract didn't get renewed so I had to choose between staying in Vancouver for the summer and finding a place or moving home for the summer and finding a place for September when school starts up again. For a number of reasons, I chose to stay and find a place in Vancouver. My boyfriend's little sister decided she wanted to move to Vancouver, and we decided to get a place together. She has a 6 month old dog, and she brought my boyfriend's cat (he doesn't want the cat staying at the place he's at right now). I moved in three weeks ago, she moved in two weeks ago.
Somehow, this situation has become unlivable. The dog has serious behaviour issues, ranging from separation anxiety that causes him to bark, whine, and pee/shit, as well as him being destructive (chewing on furniture that belongs to me and also to the landlady as well as ripping up one of my books, and chewing on my clothes if he gets in my room), he is not remotely housetrained (he's peed on my new couch at least three times, I've had it for just over a week, and tends to either shit or pee either in his kennel or on the floor or my couch at least once a day), and he has terrible manners (jumps up on everyone and scratches at them with his nails, bites people's hands, legs, chews on loose bits of their clothes, and he bites your ankles and tries to trip you while he walks).
My roommate is working, usually 8 hour shifts, and the puppy has to be left in his kennel because of the destructive behaviours mentioned above. Usually as soon as she leaves, he either pees or shits and has to sit in it until she gets home. He also barks and whines, and jumps up and down rattling the kennel... constantly. I have come home several times to the dog lying in his own mess in the kennel, and I am forced to choose between leaving him in there until my roommate gets home, cleaning it/him up, or letting him run around the house tracking pee and/or shit everywhere. She doesn't seem to see the issue with this, and considers it a normal part of him growing up. I consider it neglect, and it is killing me to watch. I am not in a place in my life where I am willing or able to care for a dog, and watching him be neglected is horrible for me.
I can't study when she's not home, because if I'm not right with the dog, he is whining and barking and scratching at my door. I don't want to be here at all, especially when it smells like dog shit. I don't want to be around the dog because he is so badly behaved, and right now stinks to high hell from all of the pee and shit he has been rolling in.
I talked to my roommate today, and she is going to move out. She is very disappointed in me for not giving it longer to work out. I feel like such a bitch, but I'm not willing to live like this for long enough for the dog to grow out of his behaviour.
My poor boyfriend is feeling terrible, because I'm his girlfriend, and she is his sister. I'm so upset about the whole situation. Hugs?