My stupid, stupid, STUPID sister. -.- -.- -.- -.- -.-
She went out, called my mom and told her everything that I've done - my new boyfriend, how Dottie got stolen (my mom would've taken it fine if my sister wasn't a DRAMA QUEEN) and my mom flew down from Italy by herself, knocked on the door with my sister, SMACKED me, and took Dottie, Arson, Charolette, her cats, Jake and then asked me where Dawson was. I told her she was in the vets office because he may have had a stroke.
My mom screamed at me. For a long time, and left, saying she'd find someone else to take care of her dogs since I clearly was so irresponsible.
I hate my sister. She thinks she gets no attention because she's older than me by a year and can't make up her mind on what to do - help me or wreck my life. I'm not talking to her. Go ahead, call me a jerk. No Christmas card from me.
Maybe a box of dog treats for her chi though. I got so MAD. She told me if I went to that vet clinic anywhere near Dawson she'd sue me. -.-
So... MAD.
I DIDNT PURPOSELY MAKE PEOPLE OPEN DOORS AND STEAL DOTTIE OR MAKE DAWSON HAVE A STROKE NOW DID I??????
I was NICE. I cried for like an hour.
I've been nothing but nice since Christmas. My 13 year old niece Penny pracitcally lives with me because her dad likes her out of the house and around other animals but realy he's tied up with his other 2 kids. =-=
I helped him pick out his new dog, and the other one in January. My sister lived with me when she was evicted and I helped her raise her Chi pups, one died mysteriously in May.
I rescued 2 dogs. One of which has 9 spoiled puppies. I took in 3 cats and 5 dogs for my mom. And now she's probably on a flight leaving back to Italy with her dogs in my sister's apartment, which won't end well. Her neighbours are very cruel and barely put up with her 2lb chi.
*vent over*
She went out, called my mom and told her everything that I've done - my new boyfriend, how Dottie got stolen (my mom would've taken it fine if my sister wasn't a DRAMA QUEEN) and my mom flew down from Italy by herself, knocked on the door with my sister, SMACKED me, and took Dottie, Arson, Charolette, her cats, Jake and then asked me where Dawson was. I told her she was in the vets office because he may have had a stroke.
My mom screamed at me. For a long time, and left, saying she'd find someone else to take care of her dogs since I clearly was so irresponsible.
I hate my sister. She thinks she gets no attention because she's older than me by a year and can't make up her mind on what to do - help me or wreck my life. I'm not talking to her. Go ahead, call me a jerk. No Christmas card from me.
Maybe a box of dog treats for her chi though. I got so MAD. She told me if I went to that vet clinic anywhere near Dawson she'd sue me. -.-
So... MAD.
I DIDNT PURPOSELY MAKE PEOPLE OPEN DOORS AND STEAL DOTTIE OR MAKE DAWSON HAVE A STROKE NOW DID I??????
I was NICE. I cried for like an hour.
I've been nothing but nice since Christmas. My 13 year old niece Penny pracitcally lives with me because her dad likes her out of the house and around other animals but realy he's tied up with his other 2 kids. =-=
I helped him pick out his new dog, and the other one in January. My sister lived with me when she was evicted and I helped her raise her Chi pups, one died mysteriously in May.
I rescued 2 dogs. One of which has 9 spoiled puppies. I took in 3 cats and 5 dogs for my mom. And now she's probably on a flight leaving back to Italy with her dogs in my sister's apartment, which won't end well. Her neighbours are very cruel and barely put up with her 2lb chi.
*vent over*
