Little back story before we get into the main event:
He did ask me if I was alright with getting this dog however he also guilt tripped me, saying how if we don’t get her she’ll starve herself. It was his mothers dog and for whatever reason had started refusing food.
I thought this was temporary and said that as long as I don’t have anything to do with her, it’s fine.

She’s been with us for nearly two years and I’ve never hated an animal more. Started off with her barking and growling at me anytime I hugged my partner in front of her, to her jumping up and trying to get in the middle. One time she jumped up and hit both her nasty paws against my stomach while I was 5 months pregnant, without thinking I kicked her. It wasn’t hard but it sent a message not to jump on me.
Oh forgot to mention, she’s a Rottweiler and a bloody heavy one.
There’s also been a few too many times where she’s peed and pood next to my side of the bed or at the bedroom door. Not because she needs out, simply out of spite.


She’s not spayed so every 5-6 months she’ll be on her period, at these times it’s almost like she thinks that my parters her mate. Any chance she gets she’ll stare me down and growl if she’s told off by me.

When moving into our new flat, for whatever reason she had diarrhoea. My partner just had got back from walking her, got her to her bed while I was getting ready for a doctors appointment. When I walked into the kitchen there was shit EVERYWHERE. I mean, she room multiple dumps, stepped in them, slid in it, shook herself. EVERYWHERE. I just left. When I came back there was shit still all over and my partner was giving her a bath and took her outside again. I had to clean that mutts shit, because “I saw it first”. Cleaned it up, scrubbed the walls, went in a shower and when I was going to get some clothes nearly stepped in a fresh pile in our bedroom, again, next to my side of the bed.


Theses just so much more but to make this post a little shorter, she’s also eaten cat litter and poopy nappies, raids the bins like she’s trying to one up a raccoon, doesn’t listen half the time, still ‘goes’ inside the house.

My partner refuses to take responsibility for her actions because I see it first. I always see it first. I wake up early in the morning and am home all day with my kid. He often forgets to feed her and doesn’t have the time to walk her half the time.
No matter how I tell him to give her back he refuses.
Rant over