THE DOGS AGAIN

You call me with your doubts. There are no doubts. I left the house because the dogs had brought me to the breaking point. I could no longer live under the same roof with them with their constant barking and biting. It is the sole reason I left. Some people have found your decision that you would dump the third dog hilarious. Others find your decision that you would choose dogs over your "husband" and the relationship between him and his son tragic. You keep looking for an ulterior motive because you refuse to accept that you chose the dogs over me. I am not pursuing another woman. Women are not throwing themselves at my feet. I am nearly 70 years old in declining health and with a few thousand dollars in an even faster declining bank account. Why would I leave a home in which I had everything I needed except peace and quiet? Why would I leave Michael? I left because I might so severely beat those mongrels that I would have earned your hate and Michael's hate forever. I might have gone to jail and completely destroyed my reputation in the community I would also have been left with the unpleasant experience of looking at myself in the mirror and coming face to face with a crazy man. I took the only option available to me. The consequences for losing it were too overwhelming, but I was close to throwing caution to the wind in order to kick the shit out of those mangy mutts. But I have not left the family. I have just left the house. I have bought you and Michael a beautiful new car. I have wined-and-dined you. I treat Michael like a king and very carefully monitor his athletic activities. Many fathers would say that their child support was sufficient and ignore the family's needs. I have never been that type of person and I have only renewed my efforts to never be that type of person. I have remained faithful and dutiful to the family. I don't know the garbage your friends are pouring into your ear with all these wild scenarios and conspiracies, but women love to shed their alligator tears with their alleged sympathies. Women secretly revel in other women suffering. I live a solitary existence blown like a leaf by the wind. I left the house for one and one reason only and it's time you faced that fact: The dogs were driving me absolutely crazy after a year of trying my best to maintain a happy household, but in the end you chose them over me. YOU CHOSE THE DOGS OVER ME!!! Ni más! Ni menos! Get over endeavoring to find other scapegoats for our physical separation. YOU CHOSE THE DOGS OVER ME!!! You bragged about it on Facebook. I love you and Michael and our family. 

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