How can you love someone and also want to strangle them?
The dog peed on the hallway floor, about four feet from where I was standing. I was cleaning out the cat litter boxes.
I am so aggravated. And she is acting like everything is normal.
I guess I should be happy that A) I got to clean it up within about a minute or so of her peeing, and B) these incidents are happening a lot less often than they were when she first went on steroids. But C) I had *just* asked her if she needed to go out, and D) I'm sick of this.
I have to go fold a metric ton of laundry and also glare at my dog now.
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