My Inner Sanctum

No, you're not getting her

She's my dog. She was supposed to be yours, but you've said you hated her multiple times. You relinquished her to me, and even if you didn't, I can't let her stay with someone who hates her.

You don't suddenly get to keep her because you think she's "chick magnet." You want her because she's exotic and makes for a good story. And the only other reason you want her is because she's comforted you when you were upset, because she's a good girl who is full of love despite how you treat her. Tough. She deserves better than you. She's not your tool to be used.

I actually love and care for her. I'm willing to do what I can to deal with her issues. I'm willing to spend time and money to help with her issues. You only begrudgingly agreed to look for a trainer for her out of obligation.

Who trained her to sit again? To heel? To stay? To go to her crate? You know the answers to those.

She's my dog. Fuck you.