I am not entirely sure how something this freaking cute:
Could possibly make me want to kill it SO BADLY. He's the original demonspawn hellhound, I swear to god. I was up until nearly 2am last night because Kevin took his one night a week off to go visit his friends, and the damn dog would. not. stop. barking. And chewing holes in the blanket. And begging to get up and then running away when I tried to help him. And barking. And barking. AND BARKING.
At one point, I just lapsed into tears while he barked and chewed and destroyed everything around me. I felt like one of those helpless mothers who end up blubbing into the diaper pail from exhaustion. Really, if there was ever any doubt that I'd hate being a mother, it's been annihilated.
And to top it off, when I got up this morning, I had to clean shit off the kitchen floor before eating my breakfast (yum) and while I was scrubbing at it with the lysol wipes, the little bastard thought I was playing a game and kept yipping and jumping and biting at me. I flipped out and threw the container of wipes (not at him, of course). He was pretty civil after that, and then I went to work.
Now, of course, he's started barking when people come in the door. That is NOT to be tolerated, by either of us.
I just wish he'd listen to me the way he listens to Kevin - but then, Kevin's the Top Dog while I'm just another member of the pack.
Look at him, just plotting my demise:
Anyway. The good news is, he's still cute as pie and when he's not wound up like a spring, he's snuggly and adorable and cosy on your leg, and I bought new walking shoes so the three of us go for walks (nearly) every day.
Oh! Also, just for giggles, here are the latest incarnations of his name:
Bandit (Junior)
The Bandit
Nubby
No.
Arsemunch
No!
Squirmy McNub
Stop. I said STOP IT!
and, my favourite, his faery tale name: Wee Nubby Humper.
Night!
Posted by nightingayle at April 12, 2005 11:01 PM