Strung-out, hung-over & crashed on her bed upstairs – Maggie has developed quite the addiction.
The signs are all there – apathetic eyes that refuse to look at you, too lazy to get out of bed – she’s just totally let herself go.
She just doesn’t care anymore and she doesn’t even try to hide her addiction from us.
Her drug paraphanalia is strewn everywhere.
Her drug of choice?…..
Toilet paper – we’re talking whole rolls of it! Not some little dime-bag of tissue - the girl’s gone hard-core.
I just don’t know what we’re going to do.
Oh yeah, sure…when she’s high, she’s Ms. Potty-Paper Party Girl! Whoo hoo!!!
…and pictures like these show up on her Facebook page.
But after the party is over, it’s Eric & I who are left to deal with this…
I know we’re enabling her by continuing to buy the stuff. But I’d rather she party at home than out in some seedy nightclub, then try to drive home wasted. I just couldn’t sleep knowing she’s out there – wondering what’s she doing, if she’s safe. Thank God we got her fixed.
If she’d just never met Mr. Whipple & his Charmin-squeezing, potty-party, swinging night lifestyle…we wouldn’t have to deal with any of this.
And we’d have our innocent, sweet-faced girl back.
Lord, help us.
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I have a question. I was directed to your site through Mrs. Stinson, I met her today on the Korean Head Start trip. Wonderful lady, we talked a bunch about the life of spouses over here. I’m trying for command sponsorship and so she gave me this, and other sites for my wife to read up on what to expect. My question is in regards to my “little puppy”, looks like Maggie, he’s just turned 1 and is already 112lbs, and our little wiener dog. As far as getting them over here, what kind of distress can we look forward to having, and how receptive are the landlords off post to big dogs like this? I want to thank you for any information you can give us to help us with the move.