About a half hour ago my dog bit my step-dad on the hand. My dog is always sore in the night because she has a bad hip. I've been living with the dog for 5 years now. Anyway, so there was a loud blah blah after it and the dog was thrown outside.
Anyway, getting to the point - They called me down to have a chat about my Dog and other shit. Anyway, it gets on that the dog is going to have to go because of this, and obviously my Step-dads pissed because his hand was just bit(not bad, one little puncture in the skin, almost no blood) And pretty much in my head I'm thinking , "Damn it dog Damn it Dog, why'd you make this night bad, I'm already studying for a test which I hate doing now this, Damn it dog." Anyway, He goes on and I just get VERY irratable and tell him to Go **** himself and my dog isn't going anywhere, and how I've lived with it 5 years and him 1. And basically I exploded and went on, and said if the dog's going anywhere, I'm packing up my bags and leaving this ****ing house.
Then it was a bit of an arguement, and such and then everything calmed down and we talked about it a bit more sensibly and we decided to deal with the dog as it goes. I think the dog was just really sore today and such. So I ended it with, "Play it by year, if the dog does it again then I'll deal with it."
I said some things I shouldn't have but oh well, pent up rage from school and other things.
First thing, Sorry you had to go through that dude.
Second, My parents love each other but they have wicked tempers and they are both hard headed people. And one thing I've learned from them is when your angry you say things you don't mean, it's just a by-product of getting angry. My advice is to let him cool off and then talk to him about it. I've said hurtful things to my parents, if he's a nice guy he will understand that your stressed out about your test and school and you didn't really mean it. And as far as your dog, just try to explain to your dad about his hip and that at night perhaps it's better to avoid the dog abit around the evening.
My parents have fight every once in a while because my dad is an immature douche, but their fights are funny, becaues my dad will just end up figuring out he's wrong, and make funny faces at her. Which pisses her off, and makes us laugh harder and harder. They have, however yelled at me for grades and whatnot. I got older, and got wise to their ways, and just treated them like my friends and not like parents. This is just me, though. When they did want to throw my dog out for peeing on the carpet, i was the only one who stuck up for her, no one else in my family liked her, except me. So thats my dog story.
My semester tests start at 10am, but I'm getting to school at 8. They end at 1pm, but I have to stay at school till 6 unless I can mooch a ride off somebody, but then I'm just stuck infront of my house in the cold because my parents won't give me a key. Top that.