She was obsessed with her two dogs.
When I was at her place I never really had her attention if the dogs were around. She also watched another dog for months, so she had three dogs in her small place. I'd come over and all of them would be running around like a fucked up dog circus. I couldn't relax, especially after a long day at a high stress job. One day her roommate brought home a piece of shit yappy dog wich brought the grand total to four dogs running around knocking things over. I'd ask her to calm them down and she'd say "I don't even notice it." It was super stressful & she'd get pissy with me if I bitched about the noise. Before long she pretty much refused to come to my place because of her dog responsibilities. In the last 3 months of dating she probably spent 3 nights at my place. If I wanted to see her I had to attend the dog circus.
At least her two dogs were pretty well trained. In public I wasn't allowed to walk the bigger one (lab/retriever mix) because "I didn't do it right." No matter how hard I tried she'd end up getting pissed and taking his leash from me. This usually led to her giving me the silent treatment which is a huge fuckin buzzkill. She told me I was destroying his discipline. I understand training a dog is serious business, but this dog was doing FINE with me. Should I mention I was a professional dog walker for two years when I was younger? She made me feel like an idiot, I think that's the worst feeling ever in a relationship.
I used to let her bring her dogs over to my apartment all the time. When we met, her living situation was less than ideal. They would sleep in my bedroom, I'm a lite sleeper and hated it, but really liked her. One day she was in my bathroom and the lab was chilling with me. I looked away for a few seconds and he proceeded to take a 2 pound shit on my floor. He looked at the turds, up at me, & back to the turds again. Before I could yell he had swallowed the entire pile of excrement. I was horrified. She caught the end of this occurrence as she exited my bathroom and didn't have much to say.
We eventually went on a break for one week for her to evaluate possibly breaking up due to my not wanting children, ever. Came out of nowhere because we had discussed this at the start. She made her decision and a week later we were together again.
During our break she planned a ten day vacation for herself in the virgin islands. What. The. Fuck. She planned this trip within 3 weeks of a vacation we had already fucking arranged months prior. I had already spent $400 on her plane ticket for our trip. Her single vacation cost her Jack shit because her dad paid for it. Then she had the nerve to suggest I watch her dogs for free while she was gone. Fuck no was my response, which led to her being a Bitch. 2 days before her solo vacation I tried taking her out to dinner. Before we were even seated she gave me attitude for refusing to drive her to the airport on a Monday morning I had to work. I finally snapped, stood up to look her in the eye and tell her it was fucking over.
I finally realized she was a control freak. After typing all of this out I feel like a total idiot. I'm not one to let women walk all over me, but she was good at it. And she was really hot.