Gonna get straight into this.
My dad's 'grudge' against my dog.
Spoiler for Hidden:
This started last month. My dad would take Clyde (Maltese dog) to the park daily and play with the other dogs, etc. and after that, when we got home, he would put Clyde in a shallow tub of warm water just to clean his paws since the park was usually muddy (fair enough). However, on one particular day my dad forgot to wash him and Clyde went to bed from exhaustion. He kicked Clyde out of the bed to the bathroom (literally **censor** kick).
Since that happened, Clyde had started beginning to fear my dad and would now sleep in our room and hang around with us (sister and I). I dunno if my dad took it personally or something, because he started to begin being a bitch to Clyde. Some of the things that he said that really hurt my feelings were
"We should trade Clyde for another dog"
"Should we sell Clyde and get a westie"
"Malteses are arrogant"
Me: "are you saying that clyde is arrogant"
"No im saying malteses are arrogant"
And he would always say this in a passive aggressive sarcastic tone, as if he were making fun of me. He also makes exaggerated smiles to flip my shit off.
He also started to focus all his attention to my cat. Sometimes, when Clyde wanted his attention, my dad completely ignored Clyde and focused on 'Look at how cute and smart Alex(cat) is!!' This pissed the **censor** out of me; my dog really likes my dad, but my dad is being a whiny asshole just because Clyde wanted to sleep and not take a bath one day.
One thing that happened last night was that my dad and I were in the study and the cat walked in, jumped onto the table and started to walk carefully around the stuff on the table to the window. He immediately said 'Look how careful alex is, so smart and intelligent'.
He also completely stopped walking Clyde, so I started to do it instead (not too concerned about this)
Now, I thought this entire thing was just him having a small mood swing, but no. He's really being a c**t.
My dad usually feeds my dog in the morning and night, and it's kinda like a common routine now. Only thing is, since the day of the dog-kicking incident, he stopped feeding him without letting us know; I only found out until yesterday when Clyde began to beg profusely, something he never did. I gave him a small handful of dog food, and he ate it all without hesitation and began begging for more. Since then, he's okay now, but to completely cut off a **censor** NECESSITY FOR LIVING and NOT TELLING ANYONE is just-
His cheap attitude
The fridge is full of the same shit. I hate pizza. I late lasagna. I hate noodles.
We eat it so often that I've gotten completely sick of them (its been two years).
This is because my dad is obsessed with discounts, especially the ones at Aldi (Small supermarket chain in Australia). He would not touch anything that isn't on discount. Most of these discounts are on the same products.
Now this is understandable, but it's hardcore; he focuses too much on saving money. He bought dog waste bags for Clyde last year, and we're not allowed to use them since it's a 'waste of money' (he makes us use **censor** newspaper). The entire roll is literally untouched.
We're not allowed to use straws, even though he have like, an entire arsenal of them.
We're also not allowed to buy treats for Clyde since they're never on discount.
Either our household is broke, or my dad's using all the money on himself.
He has a 4k monitor in his room, the newest Surface laptop, a shit load of high quality speakers and a phone.
The only reason why he bought the phone was to lowkey brag to me on how he could afford this shit but I couldn't. He doesn't even use his phone since he has no friends to call.
Slightly unrelated, but he borrowed $850 from my mom and still has not paid it back.
I wonder where that went.
