Just whatever.

Here's a newly developed pet peeve of mine: POINTLESS DOGS.

I'm currently house-sitting for a coworker and his wife who are visiting his family in Guam. He's been gone about 2 weeks, and comes back this weekend, I think. The main reason he needed a house-sitter is because he has two little dogs. I thought, sure, hey, my family had a couple dogs growing up. How hard could it be. Of course, my family dogs were outside dogs. Which I have decided is the only way to go. Okay. These two dogs I'm watching are the most pointless dogs I've ever seen. My coworker, Roland, said they just live in the house during the day when I'm home, including at night when I'm sleeping. When I'm gone they go in the kennel. And if I open the backyard door they'll run right outside and go to the bathroom. The first few days, they pooped and peed on the floor at least 5 times a day. Not kidding. I went to take a shower, got out, came downstairs, there was poop in the family room and pee in the kitchen. I went to go pee in the bathroom for 1.5 minutes. Came out, the biggest dog load I've ever seen had been dropped in the middle of the living room floor. I went to sleep at night like a normal human being. Woke up in the morning, there was poop on 3 stairs! I about kicked those dogs out the second story window. Now, they live outside when I'm home, and when I'm sleeping or at work they live in the kennel. They are the worst-trained dogs I've ever seen in my life. Roland and his wife have had these dogs forever, apparently. BUT they barely acknowledge their own names. They poop on the floor when I'm out of their site for more than a minute and a half. They don't go to the bathroom outside when I open the door. I get they're not used to me, but it's absolutely retarded!

Lack of dog training isn't what defines a pointless dog to me, though. Not completely, anyway. These dogs don't get walked. They don't provide entertainment, like fetching balls or something. They don't really ever leave the house unless they have to pee or poo. They're not even good watch dogs because they bark for ten minutes at literally anything that moves, including me. THEY'RE JUST POINTLESS.


I texted my sister, Jael, last week and told her that I appreciate that she and her husband trained their dog so well. I'm not a dog person. I never have been, and I am confident I will never own a dog. So trained dogs were always kind of like, "ooh, cool" to me. Jael and Paul have worked on training their dog since he was a puppy and when I lived with them I never had to worry about Toka being an idiot like these dogs. Even though I still am not a lover of pooches, I have quickly learned to appreciate people who take the time train their dogs. And I have quickly learned that I won't ever house-sit for pointless dogs again. The funny thing is, my coworker and his wife talk about their dogs like they're gods. It's really awkward.