I Need To Get This Off My Chest

It has been bugginge for quite some time and I figured if I blogged about it, it might make me feel better.

So Chris' brother Josh got a puppy from a friend at school. He was told if he brings him home he would have to take care of it. Everything was fine, up until a few weeks ago when Josh started leaving him outside. Now I told him not to put the puppy outside at night because 1) he doesn't have any shots and 2) there are many different animals that pass through the yard at night and could bite humor what not and pass on their diseases. He didn't listen, of course. Then Chris told him he needed to pick up the plants from the fair he grew because the puppy would start eating them and get sick. Did he listen? Nope. Sure enough the puppy got sick. So sick he didn't eat for 5 days and was looking like one of those dogs on the super sad "send me money" commercials. I said he needed to go to the vet. Again no one listened. Chris and I gave him some of Chewy's medicine and he started to get better. Josh put him outside again after we told him to leave him in the garage until
the backyard got cleaned up. True Joshua fashion. He got sick again. Again we gave him more of Chewy's meds and he got better. So last night Josh was feeding the dog and he was mixing the puppy's dry food with raw eggs. Bad idea. But I don't know what I am talking about. Oh well, if the dog dies, I can say I tried. Oh and this morning to go out to the garage and he has started chewing on everything and started ripping up a pillow and there is pillow fuzz everywhere. I can only imagine how much of the fuzz he ate. Ugh. In so over this. This poor dog! I wish he had a better home.