This dog is so cute.
I mean look at him. But he's so awful!
So far he's chewed up a pen, a pencil, G's headphones, and the carpet twice. I get that he's bored and stuff but we have to sleep and go to work and he can't be trusted to roam the house for obvious reasons. He's really well house trained but the chewing is just out of control. I think I'd rather be cleaning up after potty accidents rather than dealing with him chewing. We keep him in his kennel most of the time and I know it's boring and it must suck but I refuse to have to pay our apartment complex for the carpet when we move out or have him chew up our furniture.
I really wanted a dog but I'm actually glad that we didn't get one now. I don't think that we could deal with it right now. We just don't have the time. If we had a yard that they could be out in during the day or at least run around in when they have an over abundance of energy then a dog would be no problem. But we've decided that we're going to look for a rent house next time instead of an apartment anyway so it won't be a problem.
There are just so many upsides to having a house instead of an apartment. One is the yard and having our own outside space. Two is not sharing walls or floors or ceilings with any other people because our schedule is backwards from most people's and people make noise when we're trying to sleep and we have to be really quiet when other people are trying to sleep. And three it'll just be a nice way to really start out our marriage even though it's just about the same as an apartment it'll just feel more like our own place.
DBF and I are about ready to kill this dog. We're just counting down the days until our friend gets back to pick him up.
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