I got a text from an old co-worker/sorta friend that she had moved back to town and the person she was supposed to be staying with flaked. She had no where else to go, so we said she could stay here. I already hate having people in my house. I'm cranky because we had to change my depression meds to something more pregnancy friendly and I've been sick We have a 4 month old border collie/blue heeler mix. He is playful and jumped up on the couch next to her. She told him to go away because she "doesn't even like him". I'm sorry, you can suck it up or kindly get the fuck out of my house. It's his house, not yours. You're a guest in his house and if you don't want him jumping on the couch next to you, go back to the bedroom.