Man, when will I learn? One of these days I will stop giving 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chances for people to do the right thing.
Those who just made it to this blog for the first time, my 4 year relationship ended last Thanksgiving. He cheated on me several times and when I called him on it, he broke it off. He chose to move out when I was at my Dads house for the holiday, and I was stupid enough to trust him. Long story short, my house was empty minus one couch (which I could borrow for a month) and my bed, dresser and noodles bed. All kitchenwares but some glasses, 2 plates were gone too. Some of it was his, as it was better than mine, but half of the little stuff was mine for years before I knew him. Either way, after a long term relationship, you’d think you’d split things a bit. My circle of friends got together and replaced most everything for me so I could focus on Christmas.
Fast forward to today, just about 4 months later. I was still storing his motorcycle and taking care of his sick dog. I told him that was it. He needed to get his shit out of the shed and start finding a place for his dog. He gave me some story about not being able to rent anywhere, but it’s not my fault he got himself on a registry.
So I trusted him again. I told him to go ahead and grab his bike and leaf blower ect. I even reminded him to get his kids bikes and his water cooler. I just requested he leave me the lawn mower, the hedge clippers (or whatever their called, I used them to trim the bushes and small trees growing between the fence) and the tree trimmer we bought for my obnoxious tree in the middle of my yard. That’s it. He agreed via text. Welp. Guess what he did. Took the tools and left a huge mess. I lost it.
So about that text: the stove he gave to me when his house was foreclosed on.. it wasn’t a “this is mine and I’m taking it back someday” thing. The bed and the dresser he left here because “You can have it, I’m tired of lugging that thing everywhere.” Noodles bed (frame – the mattresses are mine) was given to her by his ex sister in law, we have daughters the same age. The other crap? He left here, I didn’t ask for, just came home to find it.
We argued back and forth and eventually I told him to come get his dog. I was done doing shit for him at my expense. No response. Then I told him to fuck that, I don’t even care if he takes back “his things”, I’ll deal, just like I always do.
Always the sucker for animals, I told him he can either pay me to take care of his dog or pick her up. No response. I should have figured as much.
Honestly it’s the premise more than anything else. I wanted him to do the right thing and be a decent human being. I’ll buy more tools, and figure things out with the pup some how, but damnit.
So tomorrow morning, I’m going to the station to file a police report about what has happened and let them know Zoe was abandoned at my house (and had been for months) and see what options they have for me and go from there. I want to care for her still, but I don’t know her prognosis nor do I have money for vet bills (single mom!) But maybe some of the vets around here can help out with the bills. So we’ll see what happens. If I can’t get her in my name, that’s another story. Well I guess we will just go day by day.
Regardless, I’m tired of being used and abused by this shit head. Someone who not only stole from a child once but threatened to again. I’m glad I got to a better place before this happened and I know I’m good on my own two feet. Steal from me and abandon your dog? After I helped him out after he cheated on me and screwed me over? Pathetic.
I just wish I had seen the real kind of person he was years ago instead of now. Oh well, it’s another lesson learned, and another thing I’ll get through better from.