Thursday, May 8, 2008

Screaming luniatic!

I yelled at my dog today.
I yelled so loud my throat hurts now.
I was so mad that I still don't feel bad, though I know I should.
My dog, who has now become an outside dog, was inside because I felt sorry for him with all the wet snow falling. I don't know why I felt sorry for him, he's an American ESKIMO for heaven's sake! While inside and curled up comfortably on my couch (which I'm not thrilled about in the first place) he was happily munching on my son's baby blanket!!!!! The one my sister made, the one that is soft and well used, the one that matches my daughter's baby blanket, the one that I would use if it was big enough because it is that soft and comfortable. If this was a first offense I might be able to blow it off as a live and learn thing, however my dog chews fabric all the time! I am so tired and ashamed of this problem. Somewhere in our history of dog ownership, I should have trained my dog better, rather than him training me to keep things up most of the time. I should be more vigilant about things that are important to me. How can I accept nice gifts from people, knowing how careless and destructive my household is. What made me so upset today was that it wasn't just the blanket that was ruined, but somehow in my mind I feel that I dishonored my sister. I keep memories and people carefully in my mind. I know who gave us which set of tea towels at our wedding or which onsie came from which lady at each child's baby shower. The items I receive as gifts represent the people who gave them to me, so that is why I feel angry and ashamed by my dog chewing the blanket my sister made for my son. If Sebastian had bit my sister the way he bit that blanket I would have had him put down...hmmmmm. Then I feel guilty because ultimately I'm responsible for my pet, so really it was like I bit her! Well all I can say is "Sorry Amber! I didn't mean to bite you! Please forgive me and don't have me put down!". To my dog I say "you are banished! Outside you go, never to return to the cozy couch of soft synthetics!" and I mean that in the nicest possible way.

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