I moved out of my parents' house about a month ago, with my boyfriend under rather chaotic circumstances; my mom has severe control and anger issues, and my father was always her enabler. I told my mom the only reason I'd stay is if we got a neutral third-party counselor to work out the obvious issues between us- she's a nurse, so I'd figured she'd at least see that was reasonable. She refused, so I moved out.

My dog, Benson, is at the house. He is more than my dog, he is my brother. I have such a strong connection to him, and I've missed him so much. Any of my siblings, if asked, would claim that Benson is my dog. My mom paid for his vet bills when needed, and he needs shots every month for Addison's disease. I can afford and will pay for this if I take him.

I think her name is on the dog license, and my parents have "threatened" to call the police if I take the dog. 99% chance they're bluffing, though. I stand to extend the complete loathing my mom has for me if I take "her" dog; I used to be the Golden Child, but then she turned away when I made decisions for myself regarding my education which she didn't like.

This isn't about Benson's welfare to her, she's angry at me for leaving, and using this as leverage against me. She's going to be on cruises as a nurse, and working all summer, in between that and Dad's shift work, Benson's condition is going to get worse. I'm looking out for the welfare of the dog, it's irresponsible and cruel to leave hm alone for so many hours. His breed (Bearded Collie) is designed for constant exercise- mental and physical- and it's neglectful to just leave him to lay on a goddamn couch all day with no one to play with him.

She's accused me of abandoning him when I moved out, and now she's pulling this card. It's frustrating. Any ideas on how I should deal with this shit?
Purple Banana Reviewed by Purple Banana on . My dog I moved out of my parents' house about a month ago, with my boyfriend under rather chaotic circumstances; my mom has severe control and anger issues, and my father was always her enabler. I told my mom the only reason I'd stay is if we got a neutral third-party counselor to work out the obvious issues between us- she's a nurse, so I'd figured she'd at least see that was reasonable. She refused, so I moved out. My dog, Benson, is at the house. He is more than my dog, he is my brother. I have Rating: 5