I'm not horney anymore. Read on: I was having a great day. D15 and I went to Starbucks before school, I bought wood and began making her display case, I picked her up and we went to Jamba Juice for a smoothie, then W came home. She walked into the house and immediately exited the house with the F word because the dog tore open a box of cereal in the dining room. She really hates this dog. I guess she feels I choose the dog over her. She felt the same way 14 years ago about the previous dog and I euphemized it to show her she came first. I felt horrible and I'm not doing that again. She says take the dog to Illinois but I'm staying in a one bedroom apartment that doesn't allow dogs. Here the dog has a fenced in yard. One time I read don't believe anything you hear. Is there another message? Any ideas?
