RIP Lulu

Today I received some very sad news. Dave called to let me know that his 7 year old Pug Lulu died unexpectedly. After subsequent calls he told me it may have been his fault. He was feeling incredibly guilty for leaving Lulu at home alone or with someone frequently and decided to take her with him and his companion up to spend the day in VT. They even went to some stores. He discovered he couldn’t take her in to them so he put her in the car with windows down enough so she would not jump out. Some time later she was on the floor of the car dead.




Rose, Jim, and everyone tried to tell him that he can’t beat himself up but I reminded him that it has been said over and over to not leave an animal in the car. I did say it was a tragic accident. He apparently was contemplating on giving the dog up when his ex Partner informed him he no longer wanted to watch the dog. That he had plans of giving up his apartment and move to VA. Patrick apparently made suggestions that friends had another pug and they wanted a girl. Anyway, Lulu’s ashes will be in a small container for Dave to do what ever he wants.



When I told Mom this story she was quick to accuse me of being judgmental. I wanted to tell her to fuck herself. She was real quick to let me know all those years ago when I had the problems I had with Alex were my fault. So needless to say I am nonplussed at her and really want to tell her mind her own business. I wanted to slap her in the face but Don next door was standing right there.



Right now she is pissing me off because she thinks there is a smell in my room. There is nothing wrong with my room.. She had the audacity to say does your room need vacuuming. I told her there is nothing wrong with my room in between quietly calling her names. She thinks I am just going to jump the minute she says my room smells. Well I have been keeping my room up and there is nothing wrong with it. She may have to check her body for BO. She says she wants my room to be good for the weekend. EXCUSE ME? I have kept my room in the best order. HOW dare you!



Okay after breathing exercises I went downstairs and talked with Mom about it. I told her I couldn’t smell anything and I have kept the room in decent shape. She asked if I had anything in the closet. I told her no only the clean clothes in there. We decided that maybe some baking soda and then vacuuming it later when I come home tomorrow night.



We even started talking about the things I had said to Dave. She has never supported me on things concerning him. She said he already knows he shouldn’t have done that and doesn’t need to be told. She is always making excuses for him. You don’t think for one goddamn minute if I did some thing foolish that she wouldn’t let me know about it?



Anyway, I am going to bed.