So this is going to be a long rant, but it's REALLY driving me nuts.
I have a dog. I have had said dog for two years. Said dog, Cassius, is a 65 lb socially inept Boxer. And when I say socially inept, I meant that anything larger than him he starts a fight with because he doesn't initiate play with a play bow and immediately goes into extremely rough play; anything smaller than him he paws at and tries to pounce on. So we tend to keep to ourselves and my parents' dogs at home, who we know he gets along with.
I also have a roommate. Said roommate has an on-again, off-again boyfriend from high school. Boyfriend also has a dog. This dog, Buckeye, is a 6 month old mixed breed puppy who is poorly behaved and probably weighs about 10 lbs, maximum.
So my roommate and her boyfriend REALLY wanted our dogs to be friends. I knew it wouldn't work out but because they wouldn't stop talking about it, I finally let him bring the dog over to see what would happen. As I expected, Cassius did his over-excited Boxer thing, Buckeye was terrified, and both dogs were super stressed out. So I asked him to take his dog home.
Just a couple days ago, I woke up at about 9am. I opened the door to let Cassius out of the room like he always does, and I headed for the bathroom. I was just about to shut the door when I heard horrible screeching and yelping from the kitchen. I passed my roommate's room on the way there to see her and her boyfriend just chilling in there on her bed, and when I got to the kitchen Cassius had Buckeye cornered and was pawing at him. He was just trying to play and Buckeye wasn't hurt but he was TERRIFIED. So finally boyfriend came running out and I was pulling Cassius away from the puppy by his scruff (he doesn't wear a collar in the house) and the boyfriend just stood there. Finally I was like "BOYFRIEND, could you PLEASE pick your dog up?" So he did and I got Cassius back into the bedroom with my girlfriend. I went to the bathroom, and when I came out, they STILL were letting the puppy run all over the house!! While my poor dog couldn't eat his breakfast or go potty because a dog was here that wasn't supposed to be here anyway! Not to mention that they weren't paying ANY attention to him and he's not fully potty trained. Any decent human being, first of all, wouldn't have let the dog out of their sight in the first place, and second of all, would have at least taken him in their room and shut the door once they saw my dog was awake. But whatever. He went home, my dog got to eat and potty, it was fine.
THEN, today, roommate was like *sigh* "Boyfriend wants to come over and use the internet but he doesn't want to leave Buckeye home alone." I was like "It's fine if he brings Buckeye over, just keep him in your room with the door shut." So Boyfriend knocks on the door, I take a hold of Cassius, and he just comes strolling in with the dog on the leash. I was struggling to hold Cassius so I was like "Boyfriend, will you please pick Buckeye up?" He took his time in doing so, but he did, and took the dog into his room.
Buckeye immediately proceeded to start crying and whining. This drove Cassius nuts but he just laid outside roommate's door. Roommate came out of her room several times, taking back a couple of Cassius' toys to try and quiet Buckeye. He eventually took to scratching the door, and as far as I could hear they didn't even reprimand him for it. Um...if the door is all scratched up that's coming out of the security deposit-and it sure as hell won't be out of my half, I'll tell you that.
So finally I heard her door open, and Buckeye ran out and right up to Cassius. He was just about to pounce and I grabbed him and pushed Buckeye away. Roommate was like "Can't we just see if they will play?" and I was like "We've tried to see if they'll play before and Buckeye just ends up scared and Cassius just ends up stressed. And I don't want Buckeye to get hurt." Roommate was like "But he's crying and scratching the door and Boyfriend doesn't care if he gets hurt." And I was like "Well that's great but I DO care." I proceeded to lead my dog to his crate, pointedly telling him it wasn't his fault, and Roommate was like "No, nevermind, we'll just keep him in my room." And took him back in.
Cassius started to relax in his crate so I let him take a nap in there, but when I let him back out he immediately ran to Roommate's bedroom door and was trying to push it open so I just brought him into my room and shut the door. He's now peacefully sleeping on the floor and I'm ranting on SDN.
I mean, really? Your boyfriend wants to come over and use our Internet (WHICH, by the way, is paid for by my father for OUR use, not your boyfriend and everyone else on the planet), and wants to bring his little dog over that my dog is too big to play with. I lay down a compromise so that he can bring the dog, and now I'M locked in my bedroom with my dog??? Is this some kind of joke?
Not that I'm not happy for people who have come off the waitlists, but it is SO hard to watch it happen for other people and not feel like someone is stabbing me in the chest at the same time.
Then she realized that he did need the lab it just was not offered the same semester he took lecture. It really through off his schedule.
