"Sometimes I am my own worst enemy"-lyric from the band Third Eye Blind
When I arrived home this evening it appeared that WW III hit my home. Apparently, Lola declared war on the house while I was away. Upon return from work, it became apparent Lola was clearly upset over something and acting out. To summarize: end tables and other furniture was overturned, pee pads (soiled no doubt) were shredded to pieces, four blankets were soiled, and pig droppings (AKA urine and feces) was visible in both the living room and kitchen. Lola, what message are you trying to send? Clearly you are upset and trying to demonstrate as such. My ideal way of ending my ever increasing hectic work day is NOT spending 45 minutes cleaning/mopping/doing laundry, etc. because you are unhappy. Any insight on your part would be greatly appreciated on my end.
Sincerely,
S
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