Ok he's not but I swear to sweet backstabbing judas if he steps on my flooring while it's drying one more time! Â I even used gates to keep him out but he found a way to get through and stomp around. Â If he's not allowed to do something, he has to do it. Â We used to keep a baby gate up between the dining room and front room to keep him out while we ate. Â Other wise he'd theive off your plate while you're weren't looking. Â Well, he figured if he stood on the back of the couch he could leap over the gate. Â It was a pretty big distance and he'd usually crash into the dining room table and chairs... like that wasn't a noticeable noise!
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I'm just fed up with him today. Â He's 12 and physically going down hill but he's still a little jerk! Â Yesterday he spent all day crying like he was in pain and the moment I would walk over to him he'd run into the kitchen and sit by the fridge. Â There was chicken in there from the night before. Â He did this so many times and DH thought there was something wrong with him. Â He's manipulative! Â I also just caught him hitting the cupboard doors on the island to get them to pop open so he can steal snacks! Â He got a bag of tortilla chips and ran outside with them before I could catch him. Â
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Alright just venting. Â I now have to fix the flooring he messed up. Â Another hour of fun ahead for me. Â Oh and he just walked in, I swear he's gloating. Â Like HA HA I got you and my bag of tortilla chips!









