On to other news, I just want to sound off on something. We have this adorable puppy, Chester, a Maltese. My daughter, Ashley, begged her dad for at least a month so she could get a dog. She promised him the world, we even wrote a contract for her to sign, of her responibilities with him. Well, needless to say, all that has fallen through. Her friends drive now, her social life has excellerated, her time at home has diminished. Not that I mind taking care of him, after all, I feed two other dogs and a cat every morning, what's one more mouth? I pick up poop from two BIG dogs, what's one little puppies mess matter? I pay all the vet bills....hey, I write the checks....so what if Eric makes all the money!
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Did YOU vote?
For the first time in my life, I actually got up *early* to get to the polls! Usually I vote after work or whatever, but I decided I wanted to be a good example all day at work and wherever I went, so I was standing in line at 6:50 a.m. with about a dozen people this morning. When I left, the line was about twice as long....and it was crazy around the high school and middle school, the other two polling places, when I dropped off the kids. Now I'm just hoping that it doesn't take a month or better to figure out who our new president is!
On to other news, I just want to sound off on something. We have this adorable puppy, Chester, a Maltese. My daughter, Ashley, begged her dad for at least a month so she could get a dog. She promised him the world, we even wrote a contract for her to sign, of her responibilities with him. Well, needless to say, all that has fallen through. Her friends drive now, her social life has excellerated, her time at home has diminished. Not that I mind taking care of him, after all, I feed two other dogs and a cat every morning, what's one more mouth? I pick up poop from two BIG dogs, what's one little puppies mess matter? I pay all the vet bills....hey, I write the checks....so what if Eric makes all the money! Anyway, Ashley has done less and less with Chester and I have done more and more. When he chooses to sit with someone on the couch, it's me, or he curls up by my feet on the floor and for the past 3 weeks, he's slept in our bed. The only night he's slept up in Ashley's room was Halloween, when she watched Texas Chainsaw Masacre and wanted some company that night. You see, I have mixed emotions, I mean it was *supposed* to be Ashley's dog, but I'm pretty sure he's mine these days. Let's just hope when she moves away, she doesn't expect me to let her take him!
On to other news, I just want to sound off on something. We have this adorable puppy, Chester, a Maltese. My daughter, Ashley, begged her dad for at least a month so she could get a dog. She promised him the world, we even wrote a contract for her to sign, of her responibilities with him. Well, needless to say, all that has fallen through. Her friends drive now, her social life has excellerated, her time at home has diminished. Not that I mind taking care of him, after all, I feed two other dogs and a cat every morning, what's one more mouth? I pick up poop from two BIG dogs, what's one little puppies mess matter? I pay all the vet bills....hey, I write the checks....so what if Eric makes all the money!
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So...she signed a contract. She's not holding up her end. Whether or not you mind taking care of the dog isn't really the issue. How about charging her for your dog-sitting services or something? Letting her off the hook isn't setting much of an example. What happens when she starts driving and doesn't follow the agreed-upon rules? JMHO
I have to agree with Cat on this one. If she really doesn't want to take care of the pup, and you really don't mind doing it, maybe you can negotiate something, like she can buy her way out of the contract. But I'd lean toward making her live up to her end, it's a living being she brought into the family because of her promises, and at her age she should understand that a contract is binding.
I already have a teenager, plus a teenager to be. I no longer take offense at sarcastic teenage comments.
Glad you're holding up your end of the bargain now. But don't gripe that your mom wasn't happy doing your chores, even if she didn't say so to your face.
Now you know--if you read her blog and the comments, you can get Mean-Old-Moms coming at your from across the entire nation!
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