The mother-in-law...again.
Er'indoors was working a long day yesterday and obviously i was at work, so the mother-in-law was looking after George. So the arrangment is we drop him off on a morning, then she brings him back home for when i get back from work as the missus doesnt get back till 8pm.
Right, now im allergic to dogs, she knows this and has done for the last 3 or 4 years. I open the door and walk into my own house, and what am i greeted with...her **** dog. Not only is the bastard in the house...he's on the **** sofa!!!
Rage is not the word, to quote Pulp Fiction "I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' really bad person, really bad person! Every time i see that dog, I'm Superfly T.N.T., I'm the Guns of the Navarone!".
Anyway, she buggers off back home (the 500yards down the road which is why im trying to sell the house), and im left with snot dripping from my nose and itchy eyes!
FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!11!!!!11!