Protect And Defend.

I've always fiercely protected and defended those I care about and love. I guess it's just a part of my Mother Bear nature. 16 YRS ago when our family was under grave danger we suddenly had to flee one night, leaving everything behind other than a suitcase we took with us, quickly grabbing the essentials and leaving, leaving our home, lives jobs, and friends behind, never looking back, sacrificing everything to protect our family when an enemy threatened our safety. It was a nightmare but I would do it all over again if I had to to protect my kids. You do what you have to to keep the ones you love safe.

  My hubby has this cruel habit of always insulting and putting down my beloved dog because he knows that's how he can hurt me most. He knows Buddy is my world and he means everything to me so that's my weak spot that he always uses against me to tear me down and this time he keeps harping on how much mess he makes with his food and dog biscuits,etc.. and keeps going on and on endlessly about it, even though the kids make far more mess, and, in fact, constantly leave food and discarded wrappers and chip bags, etc. all over the livingroom floor etc. but he never mentions that or seems too bothered about that, but when it's my dog( or anything at all even remotely to do with me) he goes all ape-shit.I told him if the mess bothers him that much then he can clean it! Then he went on about how Buddy's a useless piece of garbage and how he'll be dead soon anyway.... really mean and uncalled for, and when I defended him he turns it around onto me that I always defend him and I told him that I protect and defend those I love and that Buddy's important to me just like his stupid super heros and anime crap is important to him, even though Buddy is a living, breathing, sentient being and not just some childish hobby...

  He really is such a colossal asshole. He's a mean nasty person deep down. That's just who he is.That's the best way to describe it; he's just an asshole. He's just a mean person. He'll purposely go out of his way to say mean hurtful things he knows will hurt me the most. Buddy is the only one that even loves me and he won't even let me have that. He and I are like 2 halves of the same whole; so bonded, have such a close connection that if one of us dies the other will die,too, because it's like we're both parts of the same. He's the only one that "gets" me, that loves me, that listens to me, that cares when I'm not well, my companion, that gives me physical and emotional comfort and affection, my only ally in life so if anyone is mean to him you better believe I'm going to stick up for him. If I had to choose between my hubby and Buddy I'd choose my dog any day. He actually loves amd and treats me better.