Monkey business…
I'm sending this monkey into the universe to show anyone some love, who needs it. I do, I need it.
It’s not been a good morning, yelling and crying before 7a.m., why? - Because I can’t get it through Norms stubbornness that he is killing one of our dogs. Unless it matters to Norm it doesn’t matter & this is nothing new, this has been the pattern almost 3 decades. I really believed when we agreed to move here things would change but it’s only been one year and things are as they were.
Ginger is obese, I have asked nicely ‘please stop feeding Ginger. I’ve been walking her extra, making her do laps in the driveway, encouraging her to run, making her keep up in the woods… everything but she just gets fatter & to listen to her struggle with breathing is stressful and heart breaking. First, I found out she’s be eating food he’d leave for Scruffy. I asked him to stop. Then constant reminders ‘don’t feed her, almost daily for MONTHS. She is not starved, we have special kibble, but she likes fattening stuff like cat food, which she gets when he feeds the cat & leaves eat where she can access it, I’ve even seen her on the end table munching the cat kibble. He didn’t believe me - it was another argument & not until I proved it did he then do something about it.
Arrow is very thin, high energy she has special food that I have asked, demanded and now YELLING “STOP FEEDING GINGER ARROWS FOOD!” This morning seeing Ginger eat a huge chunk of Arrows food and having to take it from her - I burst into tears. I don’t understand what the fuck I have to do, or say - screaming isn’t doing it!
He is killing our dog! Why is everything an argument - am I being unreasonable???
When will he get it - when she can’t walk? When she breaks a leg jumping off the sofa because she’s too fat?
When she dies? Yes, then he will. But it will be too fucking late. AS USUAL.
I’m so exhausted from arguing, crying and screaming, fighting for things I should NOT have to argue about.
Show YOURSELF some love. Send it out to the universe, anyway you can.
This heart shaped chimp made me smile.. that's start, it sits on my desk in my paint brush holder- as a constant reminder I am loved - By God, I just need to look outside to remember (or inside) - or at my dogs.
Thank God for my dogs who show me LOVE 24/7.
Time to make Ginger run laps.
I'm sending this monkey into the universe to show anyone some love, who needs it. I do, I need it.
It’s not been a good morning, yelling and crying before 7a.m., why? - Because I can’t get it through Norms stubbornness that he is killing one of our dogs. Unless it matters to Norm it doesn’t matter & this is nothing new, this has been the pattern almost 3 decades. I really believed when we agreed to move here things would change but it’s only been one year and things are as they were.
Ginger is obese, I have asked nicely ‘please stop feeding Ginger. I’ve been walking her extra, making her do laps in the driveway, encouraging her to run, making her keep up in the woods… everything but she just gets fatter & to listen to her struggle with breathing is stressful and heart breaking. First, I found out she’s be eating food he’d leave for Scruffy. I asked him to stop. Then constant reminders ‘don’t feed her, almost daily for MONTHS. She is not starved, we have special kibble, but she likes fattening stuff like cat food, which she gets when he feeds the cat & leaves eat where she can access it, I’ve even seen her on the end table munching the cat kibble. He didn’t believe me - it was another argument & not until I proved it did he then do something about it.
Arrow is very thin, high energy she has special food that I have asked, demanded and now YELLING “STOP FEEDING GINGER ARROWS FOOD!” This morning seeing Ginger eat a huge chunk of Arrows food and having to take it from her - I burst into tears. I don’t understand what the fuck I have to do, or say - screaming isn’t doing it!
He is killing our dog! Why is everything an argument - am I being unreasonable???
When will he get it - when she can’t walk? When she breaks a leg jumping off the sofa because she’s too fat?
When she dies? Yes, then he will. But it will be too fucking late. AS USUAL.
I’m so exhausted from arguing, crying and screaming, fighting for things I should NOT have to argue about.
Show YOURSELF some love. Send it out to the universe, anyway you can.
This heart shaped chimp made me smile.. that's start, it sits on my desk in my paint brush holder- as a constant reminder I am loved - By God, I just need to look outside to remember (or inside) - or at my dogs.
Thank God for my dogs who show me LOVE 24/7.
Time to make Ginger run laps.
