I love her. But I also hate her.
Maybe once you read the reasons I hate my dog, you’ll understand.
Sometimes I Hate My Dog
And here’s why:
Every time I apply a bit of chapstick before bed, I end up with muppet lips from all the fur on the bedspread.
My dog doesn’t care if it’s cold or raining. She insists on peeing outdoors.
Every time I give her a special treat, she never says thank you. In fact, she gives me a look that says, “What else have you got for me?”
Even if I spend extra time on my hair and make up, my dog gets all the compliments ten minutes after she gets up from a nap.
I spend so much time packing treats, water, a bowl, and a ball before we take my dog anywhere that I forget to go to the bathroom.
She waits until the most exciting part of the movie to decide to put her tail in my face.
Right after someone compliments me on my excellent training job, my dog jumps up on him.
Because there’s one female in the house my husband can’t say no to. And it’s not me.
And the biggest reason I hate my dog? Because the thing I want most from her she can’t give me—for her to live forever.
Your Turn: I know you love your dogs. But do you sometimes hate them too? C’mon, tell us all about it. You know you want to.