The hair. It’s everywhere. Granted my vacuum cleaner is a novelty for my 2 year old but still, does it have to get everywhere.
Strange places. The dog can be found in strange places, like curled up in a freshly used shower stall.
Feet. He knows how to step on feet. But only if it’s muddy out and you have clean socks on.
He’s nervous. He’s like a panic attack on four legs.
He digs in the garbage. And not just when he’s been left alone all day, when I’m outside for 10 minutes too.
He pukes more often then a cat. Usually from said garbage eating.
My flower bed has a huge crater in it. Nuff said.
Did I mention hair?
The bitting thing.
The guilt I would have if I gave him away.