My BIL is the biggest w*nker out there. I don't swear very often but he really just got to me tonight. I'm quite sick, I think it's just hayfever/sinus but everything hurts and my voice is gone. I couldn't even take Rox to school this morning, and that's saying something.
My sister comes in and calls 4yo for a bath. He doesn't go, I look over and he's hitting the dog (jack russell x mini foxy) with a toy. I tell him to stop, he keeps doing it. I lunge off the chair to push him away and he scoots back, then throws the toy at me. I'm mighty peeved by that point so I grab his arm and tell him to get out. I never hit him, but he somehow wriggled onto his belly and from the way he was screaming I know he thought I was going to (I've done the pants off whack on the bum once when he made me furious. Only ever had to do it once, he's scared of it now!).
BIL comes in and tells me to leave him alone. I just went off, saying he wasn't here and didn't see him throw the toy at the dog and at me when he was supposed to be doing what his mother told him. He has no respect and says 'well it's my son and I told you to leave him' so I told him to f**k off.
Throwing the toy at me was the last straw, but when he hurts and annoys the dogs it makes my blood absolutely boil. I know what will happen to the dog when he finally can't take it any more and snaps. 4yo just came in now and started flicking the dog (who was just sitting on the chair) on the nose. Then the dog gets in trouble for snarling.
The look on BILs face when I said it was priceless, and I was waiting for the 'don't swear in front of the children' bit. I was going to just start screaming every profanity I could think of just to p*ss him off more.
My throat is burning at the moment, it's really sore. Totally worth it though!!