"Our Dog is Coming Between Us"
Her Turn, continued
"But it wasn't so perfect after all. Within months Ted was complaining about my hours, and I began to notice his drinking. Then we got Penelope. That first night we put her in the cage at bedtime, but she yowled pitifully. Ted didn't hear a thing because he'd had so much beer. But I couldn't bear to listen, so I picked her up and brought her into our bed. In the morning, just as Ted was stirring, I put her back in the crate.
"I did that every night for two weeks. When Ted found out, he was furious. We didn't have sex for months as long as Penelope was in the bedroom. But whenever I put her outside, she wailed at the door. I thought he was being so immature to deprive me of sex because of the dog.
"Then there was the question of discipline. If Penelope had an accident in the house, Ted would yell at her. For pete's sake, she was a puppy! If we're watching TV on the couch, Penelope will jump between us and snuggle next to me. I can't believe a grown man could be so jealous of a little dog.
"Like all puppies, Penelope went through a phase when all she wanted to do was chew--the couch, the legs of the chair, shoes. Ted would lock her in the crate, and I'd sneak down and let her out. I just couldn't stand to see her upset."We Can't Go On Like This"
"Maybe I'm jumping the gun here, but I've been thinking that if he's treating our dog like this, what kind of father is he going to be?
"Ted's drinking has also become a tremendous issue. When he's drunk, he ignores me. I know I criticize him a lot for it--just like my father criticized me--but I'm so angry, I can't seem to help it.
"I can't figure out how things became so complicated, but we can't go on like this."