Chicken V.S. Girlfriend

If ya have to think about it, ditch here... So many women, so little time.....
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I always tell folks if they want to drop an ultimatum they automatically loose. My daughters are starting to learn this the hard way with their guy friends.
 
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LOL... So true. I second Al.

But I do disagree with one thing.... the darn shoe thing... forget it. I find shoes that are still in boxes in my gf's trunk of her car... she lives with me and she hides them! I get so mad because she will wear them once, then on the rack they go! I have learned there are battles I can win... and some I can't... shoes I can't.
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Mine as well make it 7001
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Spoken like a true warrior, I too pick the battles I can win and after 25 yrs of marriage I have gotten pretty good at pickin some winners LOL. I have been blessed with a non shoe fetish woman LOL.

In the trunk of her car........... oh man she's got it bad LOL.............

AL

At the moment I have several pair (pretty much one per type of occasion). Give it a month or three and I may have none--my dog likes to EAT shoes, plus I am hard to fit, and will not buy cheap quality or expensive price. I recall a few years ago she had eaten at least one of every pair I had (I think I'd managed to get up to 4 or 5 pairs), so I had to go shoe shopping in mis-matched shoes!
 
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Some people are just plain insecure or jealous. And then there is the other end of the spectrum where (in this case) one person has animals, but maybe the care and conditions don't fit what the other person sees as necessary. Some people are tidy; others are messy. The cost of caring for chickens or animals can be quite expensive, depending on the number of animals and their needs. The amount of time needed for proper care could be an issue. Without knowing the WHY, it is really hard to give a realistic opinion--with more data, many of the expressed opinions might change--180 degree change, or maybe the same opinion, but to a stronger degree.
 
See that is just too funny... because the dog that we have used to eat two shoes at a time... and they were never the same pair! So by eating two shoes... he ruined four!
 
Love me, love my cats.

That was what I went by when dating etc in my younger years. Then I met DH...he is really the best thing that EVER happened to me. When we first started getting serious, I let him know that me and the cats were a parcel deal. He said, "NP...me and my cat are a parcel deal too
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" I could not ever EVER be with someone who couldnt love my animals. It just wouldnt happen cos frankly...I made a choice when I adopted these little critters. I promised them that I accepted the responsibility of being a pet owner..including vet visits, a good home, fresh food and water, endless love and scratches, and that I would never make them leave me unless it was best for them that they did so. When they are ready to leave this life, I will do what needs to be done, maybe in tears, maybe in sorrow, but it will be done so they do not suffer. That is being a responsible pet owner. You can't do it part way...you either do it or you don't deserve to have a pet. That is one of my strongest beliefs.

So DH came to visit me at home for the first time.. <we met online...long story but I will tell if interested> and I brought him to meet my cats. Lo and behold, my evil, nasty, horrible cat Termiss <whom I loved more than any other cat ever...he was my baby...RIP my monster!!> who hated, and i mean HATED every man he ever met....JUMPED into DH's arms and purred like he had found a long lost friend.

I looked at DH and said "Well now we can't break up...Term's spoken!" We never did either....been together over 11 years now, married for 10, and we still have most of our cats we made into a family. That darn cat fell in love with my DH and decided that he loved him....slept with him every night and bascially informed me that he was his cat and not mine till the day he passed on. My DH didnt cry when his brother passed on, or his grandad...but he sobbed in my arms for hours when we had to put down Term. I am truly blessed that he loves cats and the chickens as much as he loves me....it works out well!! He swears to this day he didnt have any catnip or fish in his pockets lol

It doesnt mean we haven't argued and compromised...but really IMHO in a successful relationship...you cannot ask the other person to change what they are or who they are. They change because they want to, not because you asked them. We all have different likes and disklikes... the best thing to do is to accept the other person for what they are and what they like to do, and if you can accept that then its a good thing
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If you can't, then its best to end it cos you can't keep pretending things are ok when they arent.
 
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What a great thread - chickens, relationships and shoes!

My two cents:
"to thine own self be true"!

There are lots of wonderful gals out there, so listen to your heart.
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