Why I Hate Animals.

This post is not meant to offend or even to persuade: It is merely meant to try to explain.

Most people know I'm an animal hater, but mostly a pet despise-r. I don't understand the point. I won't even watch "animal movies". People laugh and make fun of me, but they know when we're at the video store any talking animals (real or cartoon), any horse movies, any dog movies, etc etc etc should not even be picked off the shelf, let alone suggested for movie night.

I try to bite my tongue and keep it inside when I'm around people, because I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings: but now it has gone too far--I have to vent.

Story time. About a year ago, my family was on our way to Disneyland for a week. I was home visiting from college and I was staying in the guest room.  That is our cat's ("Peacho's" as Calli would say) favorite room to sleep in for some reason. When I'm home I always close the door because I don't want his nasty hair balls all over my bed, clothes, carpet, shoes, etc. So on our way out I shut my door so he wouldn't go in there while we were gone. Fast forward a week. We come home. Can't find Peacho anywhere. I open my door. Stupid cat has been in my room ALL WEEK. No food. No water. Hoarse from Meowing. GAH!

Okay, so that was bad. I DID feel bad about that. But he shouldn't have been in there in the first place!!

So we clean the carpet, douse it with pet odor Febreeze. I go back to college.

Fast forward to now. I move back home after graduation. Fill the closet up with my clothes. After a while mom keeps commenting about cat-pee odor every time I'm around. I try to wear new outfits, but there's always a weird smell that I can't figure out what it is. Finally it clicks. My closet reeks. My clothes are all smelly. One night I'm sick of it. I look online for home remedies to get rid of cat odor. Found one with great reviews. Try it out.

Bad idea. The result: the entire house smells. My room is hurriedly purged of everything and thrown into the Piano Room. Yes, I've been living out of the Piano Room for weeks now. I had to wash every single piece of clothing and some STILL smell.

The good news: new carpet is on it's way!! I should be back in my own room in about 2 weeks! Hallelujah.

Still though: I seriously don't understand the point of pets. Here's just 12 reasons why I cringe every time I see them.

1. They smell AWFUL!
2. They send me into an asthma attack with their gross fur.
3. They are ugly.
4. They are stupid.
5. They don't listen.
6. They bark/meow for no reason. (i.e. when we are using the can opener to open a can of BEANS and Stupid thinks it's TUNA. . .EVERYtime. everytime. really?!)
7. Fur/Hair EVERYWHERE.
8. Carpet ruined. (pee, ripped up, hair, smelly food)
9. Home destroyers.
10. Yard destroyers.
11. You can't go on vacation without worrying about feeding, walking, etc.
12. Barking/Meowing/Chirping the second you try to sleep.

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 Okay, so this may have been WAY too much information. Hopefully you can just giggle at this LONG post and not get offended, I just wanted to help you understand a little of where my hatred comes from. Also: I needed to vent. haha, thanks for reading folks!!