carolesther

I was awoken early this morning by my next door neighbors' pounding on our front door. I get out of bed and he tells me my dogs are in his backyard. GREAT. MY dog Bull is a rottweiler/golden retreiver, a.k.a huge, and then there's Rocko. How my dog Bull can crawl under fences is beyond me, he's done it his whole life. So I had to go over to the neighbors and drag my dogs back home. ugghhh. It's not really how I wanted to spend my morning and now I am babysitting.
Thanks for everyone's kind words about Rocko. But yes sadly the stupid man is taking him away on the 15th. I hate how my fucking family is surprised that I'm sad about him leaving. My sister says "Are you upset that Rocko is leaving?" "Well no shit I am. It's my dog." AHHHH. I just really hope his new owners treat him well and don't yell at him or abuse him. He's quite the handful and seems to have really formed a bond with Bull and myself. I don't know how he's going to react away from Bull. He follows him everywhere he goes. Even sleeps next to him. Dammit I hate this.
My dog I had since the age of 2 was put to sleep last summer so this is bringing back memories of how fucking sad I was.

Well anyways I got a new pair of shoes.