- Sep 11, 2006
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So I have mentioned this before but I have some OCD tendencies and one of them is extremely short fuze/patience when it comes to issues that compromise the cleanliess of my home. Another issue I have has more to do with my anxiety- I need good sleep but I am a light sleeper who tends to get anxiety during the night so I wake easily, and struggle to go back to sleep sometimes.
This dog that we got in June... he is crossing my boundaries on both of them.
I am not a dog person. I'm a cat person. Sometimes I'm not even a cat person either. I'm a "how about we DONT have anything in this home that poops or makes noise?" person.
My husband is allergic to cats, but has had dogs his whole life.
I was not wanting a dog...but we were thinking about getting a kitten and him just taking allergy meds one day when we found the dog we ended up adopting.
He is a cute dog, very cuddly and fluffy.
My husband has PTSD and needs a dog to comfort him sometimes.
well, he WAS a good dog until recently.
He barks entirely too much. At every sound in the other apartments.
Since he is mostly my husband's dog, and my husband is home more than me, he is supposed to take care of things like that. He's trying to train him but I think he could try harder.
My husband has to walk the dog most of the time because if he sees another dog, he goes all psycho and I can't control him when he does that.
Lately he seems to be getting worse.
He tries to start barking during the night thus interrupting my sleep.
He gets up at 4:30 and starts making sounds and jumps on the bed.
He is no longer allowed on the bed, but he jumps up ON MY FEET anyway.
he wants to go out. that's my husband's problem.
Well, guess who is easily woken up by little things and who is a deep sleeper?
I have to endure 1/2 an hour of the dog annoying me at 4 in the morning while my husband gradually comes out of his hibernation.
And this happens on the weekend too.
my life is hard.
Last week, he got a UTI.
then he wanted to go out every hour. my husband tried to keep up with it as did I,
but he still "leaked" a little bit on the carpet.
He finally drew the last straw on Monday night.
He got up in the bed while I was alseep, without me knowing,
and fell asleep between us. I woke up, told him to get off the bed,
and found that while he was asleep, he leaked a little bit.
I had to get up in the middle of the night and change the sheets.
I was FUMING mad and told my husband we are getting rid of him
Husband doesn't want to get rid of him.
Wants me to just deal with the inconvenience.
I never wanted a pet.
But I feel like since he loves the dog so much, if I did find him a better home
even if it was truly a better home, he would hate me so much
maybe it would ruin our marriage or something?
He loves that darn dog.
Sometimes more than me.
I guess if getting rid of the dog isn't an option,
I will have to do what he says, and try to get a change of heart about it.
How????
*allow me to add, before y'all think I'm a terrible person with a heart made of stone: I like animals. I like to pet other people's dogs. I like to watch youtube videos of cute animals. I love cats and I love to pet cats I see at other people's homes and I love to pick up cats that they say are mean but the cat purrs in my arms... I like babies too. I will hold a baby if you ask me, I will play peek-a-boo with them...
The issue is within the sanctity of my home I can't tolerate these things.
I don't mind the presence of a dog and of my former roommate's cat when she was here as long as they are just there and I can enjoy them keeping me company... I can even tolerate hairs getting on stuff and having the vacuum... but the minute a pet poops or pees or throws up somewhere it isn't supposed to? NOPE. and the minute they start making noise and they don't stop when I tell them to or they jump up on furniture and get footprints on it or break something? NOPE.
And I haven't invited the couples with babies into my home before for that same reason. I would probably kind of freak out if the kid had a blowout diaper in a carpeted room or started screaming.
This dog that we got in June... he is crossing my boundaries on both of them.
I am not a dog person. I'm a cat person. Sometimes I'm not even a cat person either. I'm a "how about we DONT have anything in this home that poops or makes noise?" person.
My husband is allergic to cats, but has had dogs his whole life.
I was not wanting a dog...but we were thinking about getting a kitten and him just taking allergy meds one day when we found the dog we ended up adopting.
He is a cute dog, very cuddly and fluffy.
My husband has PTSD and needs a dog to comfort him sometimes.
well, he WAS a good dog until recently.
He barks entirely too much. At every sound in the other apartments.
Since he is mostly my husband's dog, and my husband is home more than me, he is supposed to take care of things like that. He's trying to train him but I think he could try harder.
My husband has to walk the dog most of the time because if he sees another dog, he goes all psycho and I can't control him when he does that.
Lately he seems to be getting worse.
He tries to start barking during the night thus interrupting my sleep.
He gets up at 4:30 and starts making sounds and jumps on the bed.
He is no longer allowed on the bed, but he jumps up ON MY FEET anyway.
he wants to go out. that's my husband's problem.
Well, guess who is easily woken up by little things and who is a deep sleeper?
I have to endure 1/2 an hour of the dog annoying me at 4 in the morning while my husband gradually comes out of his hibernation.
And this happens on the weekend too.
my life is hard.
Last week, he got a UTI.
then he wanted to go out every hour. my husband tried to keep up with it as did I,
but he still "leaked" a little bit on the carpet.
He finally drew the last straw on Monday night.
He got up in the bed while I was alseep, without me knowing,
and fell asleep between us. I woke up, told him to get off the bed,
and found that while he was asleep, he leaked a little bit.
I had to get up in the middle of the night and change the sheets.
I was FUMING mad and told my husband we are getting rid of him
Husband doesn't want to get rid of him.
Wants me to just deal with the inconvenience.
I never wanted a pet.
But I feel like since he loves the dog so much, if I did find him a better home
even if it was truly a better home, he would hate me so much
maybe it would ruin our marriage or something?
He loves that darn dog.
Sometimes more than me.
I guess if getting rid of the dog isn't an option,
I will have to do what he says, and try to get a change of heart about it.
How????
*allow me to add, before y'all think I'm a terrible person with a heart made of stone: I like animals. I like to pet other people's dogs. I like to watch youtube videos of cute animals. I love cats and I love to pet cats I see at other people's homes and I love to pick up cats that they say are mean but the cat purrs in my arms... I like babies too. I will hold a baby if you ask me, I will play peek-a-boo with them...
The issue is within the sanctity of my home I can't tolerate these things.
I don't mind the presence of a dog and of my former roommate's cat when she was here as long as they are just there and I can enjoy them keeping me company... I can even tolerate hairs getting on stuff and having the vacuum... but the minute a pet poops or pees or throws up somewhere it isn't supposed to? NOPE. and the minute they start making noise and they don't stop when I tell them to or they jump up on furniture and get footprints on it or break something? NOPE.
And I haven't invited the couples with babies into my home before for that same reason. I would probably kind of freak out if the kid had a blowout diaper in a carpeted room or started screaming.
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