About 7 years ago, my family bought a puppy named Tinkerbell. Most of my sisters were still living at home and they were faced with potty-training the youngest, who was 2, and the dog at the same time. The puppy was mean and stubborn and refused to relieve herself of solid waste outside. My sisters became increasingly impatient with the surprises left under their beds, on their beds, in their closets, etc.
One day, my sister Rochelle, who was about 13, walked into her room. There was a huge clump on the floor and the dog was sitting insolently beside it. She snapped. She spanked the dog, rubbed her nose in it, and spanked her again, yelling the whole time. Then she noticed a smear on the wall. Then another clump hidden underneath a shoe box. She looked up and saw our youngest sister cringing guiltily in the corner.
We still have the dog, but she doesn't like any of us very much.
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poor fucking dog! I hope it got some treats or someting after that beating.
Ah, the dog probably deserved it for something else. :o)
And Ang, clean your house every once in a while, will ya? :o)
Seeker - I have no idea how they made it up to Tinkerbell, but I give her little bits of my sandwiches whenever I happen to be eating in front of her.
Angi, that was too gross, but I know how it goes. I came from a large family too. At the risk of ruining my punch-line, it was my little sister who had left the clumps, not the dog. Couldn't blame her for hiding after what was done to the dog :-)
jp - The dog was and is a little shit, but that was most certainly an undeserved punishment.
That "poor dog" is a girl, so I don't think she'd appreciate the "bitches." But that dog deliberately had it in for Rochelle. She left the loving little piles in her room most often. But Rochelle, even thought she won't admit it, feels bad and plays with Tink when she thinks no one is looking.
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