I sometimes wonder if it’s worth the bother having three pets around the house. Yeah, through one reason or another, that’s how many I’ve ended up with.
Sometimes, like today, it seems like a losing battle and I can understand landlords who refuse to allow them.
First off, this morning, I woke up to find that the dog had peed on the carpet in the hallway. Then when I got home, he’d done his business on the floor by the front door. (It’s worth noting that I have a doggie door to the backyard, which he uses only when I am here. He must be afraid to go out when I’m not home.)
Then after pottering around downstairs, I went up to my bedroom to find that one of the cats had vomited all over my bed. Now my new mattress is stained, and I’m just getting really perturbed.
I could have a really nice, clean, stylish home if it weren’t for the constant battle with the biological functions and shedding fur of animals.
