I’ve gotten a total of 12 hours of sleep in a week because he keeps me up. He’s a beagle, so his screams are the loudest thing on the planet.

I love him so much. More than I love myself. But the lil dude is really infuriating me every night. He just wants me to hold him because he doesn’t feel good.

Last night he figured out how to open his crate from the inside, so I had to use a carabiner to make sure the door wouldn’t open.

I have to endure this for 3 more weeks because he’ll be on his antibiotic for that long.

Edit: y’all, I’m not actually mad at my dog. More frustrated at the situation and tired. Chill out

  • @[email protected]
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    311 year ago

    I need to care for myself as well as him.

    This is important. Sort of a “put your own oxygen mask on before helping others put theirs on”

    • @[email protected]OP
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      121 year ago

      Exactly. If I’m not caring for myself, I won’t be able to care for my critters properly.