WHAT. THE. HELL.
There is ANOTHER dog in my house. A THIRD dOG. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOOD OLD DAYS WHEN THERE WERE NO DOGS AND A CAT COULD GET SOME PEACE.
The picture below pretty much sums up my life now if I go upstairs where the dogs live. I'm going to pack my things and leave. If I decide to stay I will call her dog3. Right now she is wearing a diaper. Seriously, a diaper?
I hate dogs.