Another day, another puddle from

Another day, another puddle from Leia’s dog Gracie. I don’t know what to do. I told Leia before she moved in that the only concern I had was Gracie. I’d seen what Gracie had done to Leia’s apartment. Leia pledged diligence in getting Gracie house broken. I didn’t really believe it. However, I thought a little dog urine isn’t really that big a deal and I’ll be there to make a difference.

I didn’t really comprehend Gracie’s reluctance to go the bathroom outside back then. I can walk her outside and she’ll playfully romp around and wait to get back inside to go the bathroom, almost immediately sometimes. I’m pretty sure Leia is also upset by Gracie’s behavior but I think she gave up on changing Gracie. It’s driving me nuts. I used to sleep on the floor but now some elusive urine odor than I can’t find and clean burns my eyes if I’m that low. I used to think about my apartment deposit, but I think that evaporated a month ago.

I guess it’s pointless to ask them to leave since what’s done is done. Although I would at least be able to stabilize the carpet. Gracie feels bad about it, when I catch her. Leia isn’t happy about it. Also I really don’t wanna lose Leia in the deal.

Just a few more months and my lease is up. Then outta here, maybe outta Dallas. That’ll stir things up in my life and maybe I can find that good path I was on back in September or October.