Okay, so I lost two dogs and I found one of them and I brought him inside and then my brother opened the door and almost let my dog out and I yelled "CLOSE THE DOOR!"
So he was about to say a 'smart' remark and began to say sassily "I know!"
But, in the middle of his STUPID TIME-WASTING REMARK, the dog ran out the door. So I chase the dog until he runs across the street and into our neighbor's yard, and I make my brother go after the puppy.
So this is what my brother does. The most INTELLIGENT thing ever. He walks as slowly and idiotically as he can, while who knows where the fuck my dog is going, so I say "You bitch." In a whisper, which he returns with wide eyes, but he pretty much deserved it.
So I yell at him because that's the only thing that I can do before I can stop myself from slapping him, and he CASUALLY walks over to the neighbor's yard, continues to CAUSALLY walk as he tries to catch him, hits him, then CASUALLY picks him up, CASUALLY walks over to me, taking his sweet time, and holds my puppy right below his neck, slinging the rest of his body along.
IMMA SLAP A BITCH.
Anyways. So before all this shit happened, I decided to let the first dog out of her cage because she's been in it for so long, and I tie her up, because she is a crazy dog. So I check on her after about thirty minutes, and she's completely gone. The leash and everything.
So, I tell my brother and we look, and we pretty much give up. Then the puppy thing happened, but I just went over that. A lot.
AND NOW I feel like a horrible person because of that missing dog dies it'll be my fault and my brother even said "It will be your fault." Thanks.
I feel really bad.
