Hi.
Good lord, I am pissed. I walk everyday with Angel. Every now and then a neighbor pops out to play with Angel because she adores her. Anyway, today said neighbor was playing with Angel when she pops in with the questions: "So where'd you get her again?" "How much was she?" (I lied about the price. She's hard on her luck at the moment, so I knew she wasn't interested in getting a doodle herself, so I told her $600.00 Who cares.)
She then tells me I am a horrible person, and WHILE SHE IS PLAYING WITH ANGEL implies that I shouldn't have gotten her, that I should regret my decision not to go to the pound.
Look, I admire those who adopt. But as many doodles there are in rescue, are there any 8 week-old goldendoodle puppies? With all the testing for health? Because I wanted a puppy that I could mould from scratch, one without issues to be dealt with. Why? Because I didn't feel I had the experience to deal with the issues yet.
Regardless of what other people say, I feel I made the best decision for me and for the dog. But damn! That neighbor just pissed me the hell off! (It wasn't just the dog issue. Apparently this person has too many opinions and not enough venues to spout them, because in the time span of 20 minutes she managed to tell me that I was wrong for voting for...who I voted for, despite my valid reasons for it (not saying who, as I don't want to open THAT can of worms HERE, and that's besides the point), and tell me that as a teacher the government treats me like crap (which is true, but how rude is it to throw it in someone's face? It's like me throwing it in her face that her house is a p.o.s and she has no prospects with the degree she's acquiring.)
Ugh. I'm sorry if I sound tediously pissy here, but as much as I played the empty vending machine there, I'm releasing it here. Sorry.
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