I have to share my bad room mate experience. First I was in my very early 20's, my roommate was a woman I have known since I was 12 -- a good friend of one of my sisters. Jenn is a nice enough person and we got along pretty well, though there were some house cleaning issues which we worked out. Sounds great huh? Well, NO. She had a Dalmation/Lab mix female dog whom she never bothered to spay.
You can see where this is going right? Oh, and I forgot to tell you. We lived in a very nice upstairs apartment with three bedrooms. So one night she took her dog to work with her (she did nights taking care of an elderly woman) and her dog got bred that night with some huge hairy Collie/GSD looking dog. Huge dog.
So room mate doesn't tell me until about three weeks later when her dog was getting visibly larger and pregnant. She calls me at work to tell me what happened and I told her that Susie (her dog) needed to find a place to stay while she had her puppies. My room mate told me she was already working on it. Fast forward about five and half weeks later. Room mate calls me and tells me she found someone to take Susie, but the bad news was she had her puppies that morning, at our house and she had a whopping 10 of them.
So we have this increasingly heated argument over the phone with me insisting she moves them (no way the apt. managers were going to allow 12 dogs in one appt -- I had one dog at the time too, and then roomie now had 11!!!). The conversation abruptly ended with some nasty words flying. It was really bad.
Long story short she never moved the puppies. Susie was locked in the 3rd bedroom with all 10 of her gigantic mutt puppies. My apartment smelled horrible. The carpet was ruined within two weeks. I stopped living there because of the smell. Those pups lived in that one bedroom until they were 10 weeks old. I broke my lease and moved out. After we moved out I was slapped with $1800 in damages to replace the carpeting and portions of chewed drywall and wood trim. My roomie eventually paid for it all but it took us a long time to be friends again.
I feel for you in your situations and hope you can just deal with it the best you can and get outta there!
You can see where this is going right? Oh, and I forgot to tell you. We lived in a very nice upstairs apartment with three bedrooms. So one night she took her dog to work with her (she did nights taking care of an elderly woman) and her dog got bred that night with some huge hairy Collie/GSD looking dog. Huge dog.
So room mate doesn't tell me until about three weeks later when her dog was getting visibly larger and pregnant. She calls me at work to tell me what happened and I told her that Susie (her dog) needed to find a place to stay while she had her puppies. My room mate told me she was already working on it. Fast forward about five and half weeks later. Room mate calls me and tells me she found someone to take Susie, but the bad news was she had her puppies that morning, at our house and she had a whopping 10 of them.
So we have this increasingly heated argument over the phone with me insisting she moves them (no way the apt. managers were going to allow 12 dogs in one appt -- I had one dog at the time too, and then roomie now had 11!!!). The conversation abruptly ended with some nasty words flying. It was really bad.
Long story short she never moved the puppies. Susie was locked in the 3rd bedroom with all 10 of her gigantic mutt puppies. My apartment smelled horrible. The carpet was ruined within two weeks. I stopped living there because of the smell. Those pups lived in that one bedroom until they were 10 weeks old. I broke my lease and moved out. After we moved out I was slapped with $1800 in damages to replace the carpeting and portions of chewed drywall and wood trim. My roomie eventually paid for it all but it took us a long time to be friends again.
I feel for you in your situations and hope you can just deal with it the best you can and get outta there!
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