Ben got a "talking to" by the landbaroness
(that's instead of landlord, see - it's funny)
for my blog(s) disrespecting the house here.
She took it personally when I said the house smelled like a dog.
Well.
It did.
It still does sometimes, but mostly in the basement now.
I get it. I hurt her feelings. I didn't think my landlord would be reading my blog on myspace, but really it's not like I named her or gave the address or did anything to let other people know who it was.
I was venting about things that have been stressing me out and making me physically react since I moved here.
That is what this kind of thing is for, right?
The wild field.
6 years ago
2 comments:
Yes. That is exactly what this kind of thing is for. And, yes, your house did smell terribly of dog when we unloaded that U-haul in 10 degree weather last month. Even my frozen, ice-snot filled nose could smell it. You have every right to complain on whatever platform you feel like doing so. So there.
Hehehe. Thanks.
The dog-smell came back briefly last weekend and I freaked out. The landlord had ben working in the basement so we thought maybe he just stirred up some dog dust, but it got worse & worse.
Later we realized the door between the dog room and the furnace room was open - once it was closed it seemed to help keep the smell away.
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