Okay. Remember how I didn't want to go into the dog-biting thing last night?
Ready now.
So, almost a year ago, my gram gets this dog named Cyrus, a young german shephard male. About two months after she got him, the dog started biting.
Yes. Biting.
So, we're a bit wary to come up here and stay with a dog that has bitten EVERYONE IN THE FAMILY, but we come up anyway. We have a few close calls, but it took a week for someone to get bit- my sister.
So, there's a whole big traumatic thing last night- Mel's crying, Kate's crying, Mom's crying, Gram's crying, and hell, even I was crying- because the dog forgot what he had done and only knew that he was locked up and he was watching us with big sad eyes.
So, finally, Gram decides that she can't keep the dog because he's a liability and everyone's afraid of him. She wants to call the lady that she trusts, Charlene, to make sure she can get him and place him and whatnot. Fine. Whatever. We don't want to send the dog off to a meat factory (" ") so sure, send him to Charlene.
So, this morning, she calls Charlene.
And Charlene manages to convince her that the dog can be reformed.
Mind you, we weren't supposed to stay last night. Daddy said we had to leave to someone else's house or go to a hotel or, for God's sake, COME HOME, but Mom assured him that Gram was getting rid of the dog.
But no. She's not going to. After the whole speech about doing what's right by us, she's keeping the damn dog. She's forfeiting her family for a fucking DOG.
She complains that no one comes and sees her, but more people did before she got him. Everyone's AFRAID OF HIM. Katie's sister Caroline isn't allowed in the house anymore, my Dad wants us out, Mare Mare only comes if she has to, Carolyn refuses to take the babies down there (with good reason), the Hudson girls are iffy, the Castricones don't want to come and even Katie, who adores that dog, thinks that she should get rid of it.
Anyway. So my psycho grandmother has once again proven that everyone else be damned. I mean, I don't particularly like the woman- but this is mind-bogglingly selfish. Sickeningly so.
Kate and Mel are already at Julie's, and mom's saying I should start getting my stuff together and go charge up the aerobed machine thing. So, yes, we're leaving. Is that what you wanted, Grace?
Apparently so.