Ok I have to rant and figured this is the best place to do it. So Dh's step brother has this dog. Basically his wife said me or the dog. The dog is 10 and the step brother has had the dog all 10 years. Cruel right, but the dog has some issues. Has to take medicine because it basically has Addison's disease for dogs. Well I tell DH, fine we'll take the dog, don't really want another as we already have 2, but can't see putting a dog down because of the owner's right?! Well have had the dog for two weeks and it drives me crazy. Paces constantly, whines and barks all the time. They had her in the kitchen most of the time, locked in there. Well that's not how we work here and she can go anywhere, with some limits. Thought maybe that was the problem at first, maybe she didn't know what to do with all the space, well now she just drives me up the wall!!! Is like a shadow and I'm constantly tripping over her. She barks at the horses and goats. Got smacked the first time she saw the chickens because all she wanted to do was eat their food, but I still don't trust her with them. When a quail escaped the other day she tried to eat it.
Heres the thing though, I tried to do something nice and it's coming back to bite me. I really want her to be a good dog and want her to work out. Dh keeps telling me wait until spring and then she can move outside and it may be better. I'm not one to give up on a challenge but this maybe one that is to much for me. Oh and did I mention that she is a Plott hound. A big, slobbery, loud one too. Drools with food, farts all the time.
Ok I'm done. Thanks for listening. I always joke that we have the statue of liberty at the end of our driveway for animals. You know "I'll take your sick, hungry, poor...."
On the bright side we have 3 foot drifts infront of the door and I can't get into the garage even if I wanted too. Oh and it's just starting. I think I'm going to bake something that always makes me feel better. Later

Ok I'm done. Thanks for listening. I always joke that we have the statue of liberty at the end of our driveway for animals. You know "I'll take your sick, hungry, poor...."
On the bright side we have 3 foot drifts infront of the door and I can't get into the garage even if I wanted too. Oh and it's just starting. I think I'm going to bake something that always makes me feel better. Later