I left Molly with my roommate yesterday afternoon and I'm sorry, but I always get nervous when I leave her in his care. He always puts her on a leash but drags her everywhere (and I mean everywhere) he goes. Last night he decides to get out his crossbow and do some target practice with Molly in tow. I was seriously not happy with that. I may start taking Molly with me everywhere I go.
My roommate's sobriety is a good thing but him being sober has been a pain in the ass thing for me. Instead of a liquored up stupor and beautiful silence, I now get non stop babbling and he has nothing important to say. He keeps talking until I decide to answer him. Molly is literally being dragged down that same road. This is when I have to apply the Three Musketeers theory- All for one and one for all.
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