Big confession...

I am a huge animal lover. I have 10 pets. Two cats, a dog, two turtles, three frogs, and two lizards.

Now that my baby is here, I can’t stand any of them, especially the furry animals. I can’t believe I feel like this. All three are rescued. I literally nursed one of my cats from the brink of death to full vibrant health and hand fed him water and squeezed ointment into his eyes.

They’re dirty. Annoying. Shit everywhere. My house stinks. Every surface feels grimy. Hair rolls around like tumbleweeds. I can’t get the dog on enough walks. One cat flings litter, one cat poops on the floor. Cat pee trickled down my basement stairs because one missed. One of the cars has hairball’s and vomits every other day. They will whine if it’s past 8 am and they haven’t gotten fed. They claw at couches, carpet, screens. The dog itches his butthole on the freshly vacuumed carpet. I feel like this whole house is too dirty for my son to live in.

we are stuck playing in his room only because the rest of the house has been tainted by vomit and shit and dog butt itches and hair. I have to keep doors closed because the younger cat has clawed up the baby’s crib trying to climb in. Our whole house smells like poop all the time from the litter box and the fact my one cat will go next to it even if it’s clean. The reptiles have dirty cages and don’t get enough attention. Heartbreakingly I just adopted out my bearded dragon to a nice homeschool family with another dragon because he’s just not getting any attention or baths or worms or socialization.

To keep up on the dirt is so much of my free time. God forbid I finally get the baby down and asshole dog had to bark at a guy walking 3 miles away. Or I’m nursing the baby and the cat is vomiting on the rug. Or I’m rocking the baby and I hear one cat knocking something huge over.

Now we are moving to a new house and I dunno how I’m gonna keep that house nice with these effing animals. I do not derive any joy from them anymore. They’re just pests I have to deal with and I’m stuck with them. I feel like everything I own is just ruined thanks to them.

Terrible rant. I just want to be free of the stench and hair and dirt. My baby takes up so much of my time now and he’s 3 months old. Not even fresh newborn. I wonder if I will ever like my pets again.

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EDIT: people keep saying “just get rid of them” I’m not a heartless asshole! I rescued these pets. It’s not fair to get rid of them just because I’m suddenly vehemently irritated by them. Plus two of the furry pets were my husbands before we met. It’s not up to me to get rid of them.

ALSO. Do y’all seriously think my pets are mistreated? They live like damn royalty ok? My dog has an $80 microfiber plush dog bed and still gets hair and grime on the couches because he’d prefer to sleep there. 90% of the cat vomit get deposited on or near their fancy cat tree. They have several scratching posts and still tear our screens and try to claw furniture. I have gone through 12 different litter boxes and three types of litter trying to figure out how to make my cats happy. They rule my life and now that I have a baby it’s just so hard. But no. So mistreated. Let me give them away to some stranger so my pets can feel abandoned and who knows if they’ll be actually mistreated.

Someone literally got upvoted 25 times saying she forces her dogs into one room of the house and makes her cats shit outside. Lucky you I guess, I live on a busy street and we have long hard winters, guess I’ll just let my pets get hit by cars and freeze to death outside and cage them to one room of the house. Dumbass advice, and nothing I said means my pets aren’t trained. The one who shits on the floor is the troubled cat who has issues.

Also, to the chick that said something about what would CPS think if they saw my baby surrounded by shit and puke: you do realize I clean it up? I spend literally half my time not taking care of the baby chasing messes. That’s a big part of the resentment. I wake up or come home to shit smell, and there are stains all over my rugs that even woolite can’t get out, but it’s not like I just leave excrement lying about.