Worst news.

I received the worst news yesterday. Last September my parents were gracious enough to open our home to their oldest friends who brought their cat along with their weird personalities. I have never really liked the wife. The husband I got along with. But living with people in what becomes extremely close quarters when they are not family, close friends or people you like is kind of hard. First I know my dog is just a dog but she is my dog and this is where we live so if something makes here uncomfortable I don't want to make her do it. Number one Winnie hates strangers. Number Two Winnie hates strangers in her house. Two rules broken there. It took about two days to stop her from barking at them but they really are not dog people. Number three their cat. What a situation that was. Big fat cat that thinks she can go anywhere. Brace yourselves for this one. They put a harness and leash on her and walk her. They do this at home as well. She is an indoor cat so to get outside activity they "walk" her. So we have this cat on a retractable leash in the yard winding herself around everything and making a nusiance of herself. And did I mention she likes to extract herself from the harness? Yes she does. That was interesting. Four it was an uncomfortably hot week in September and they insisted on leaving the windows and door to the spare room closed since the cat can open windows and push screens. And she climbs on top of everything so to keep her out of mischeif they shut her in the room. Between the cat and the husband that room smelled to unbelievably horrible I cannot explain it. and it was afurnace in there. To get back to them they turned strange. But maybe they were always this strange and we never knew because we were never forced to LIVE with them. It was a week of hell. We all hated it. And my dad who never likes to say bad things about people even admitted he could not wait for them to leave and never knew how strange the wife was. They never paid for anything. They did not offer to pay for food. Never offered any money to thank us for letting them stay here. Said more than once they were going to make dinner one night but guess what? It NEVER happened. So we are working all day and then come home and clean up and feed them. They only left the house during the day when we were all at work so no free time for us. It was like living hell. We were so happy when they finally left. We finally had "family" time. The last night they were here we went to dinner, their decision, and guess who paid? Thats right. NOT them. Now back to last night. The husband called and left a message asking for a call back that night. My lovely mother called them back because the tone of voice on the answer machine sounded surgent. It was urgent. They dropped a bomb. One they are moving back to California. Yeah!!! So extremely not. Two they are coming out in April and would like to stay here again. So my mother says "Uhh... Okay. But no cat this time." Which she hoped would be a deal breaker and guess what the response was, "That's okay. We were not planning on bringing her." Great. I know she was in a hard situation and my dad would have said the same thing BUT..... we barely survived the first time. This house is small for us and adding two more adults makes it unbarable. I leave my dog at home every day and since they will probably be here during the day that is like asking them to watch her. I do not want them watching my dog. Again she is a dog but she is my dog and I do not choose to leave her with just anyone. It is just a scary thought. Having guests just interrupts your life more than is acceptable. Two/three days may be acceptable. But an enitre week? Maybe over a week if they plan to stay weekend to weekend. We either have to come up with a lie or my dad is going to have to say the truth. No. We can not have you stay here. The house is too small. It was awkward last time and uncomfortable. Too much going on in our lives to handle two more people. Probably will not happen. I was freaking out last night because I was afraid it would happen. I don't know if I can handle it. I am being selfish here. I do not want my life interrupted. I do not want to have to change my life for a week for someone else's guest. Till next time.

After three days guests, like fish, begin to stink and you have to through them out.