I’ve gotten a total of 12 hours of sleep in a week because he keeps me up. He’s a beagle, so his screams are the loudest thing on the planet.

I love him so much. More than I love myself. But the lil dude is really infuriating me every night. He just wants me to hold him because he doesn’t feel good.

Last night he figured out how to open his crate from the inside, so I had to use a carabiner to make sure the door wouldn’t open.

I have to endure this for 3 more weeks because he’ll be on his antibiotic for that long.

Edit: y’all, I’m not actually mad at my dog. More frustrated at the situation and tired. Chill out

  • JokeDeity@lemm.eeEnglish
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    1 year ago

    I think I made myself clear in my very first comment, take whatever bullshit you’ve used to convince yourself that abusing your animals is okay and shove it straight up your ass.