Just taken the pup for her walk and she pooed so I went out and cleared it up.
Then I went out the back and cleared up her poo from there, binned the bag and came in.
I'm now shaking like a leaf in a storm.
Then I asked him to take Mitzi's harness off and all he did was undo the buckles. Yours truly had to take her harness and put it back in the kitchen.
I asked Steve to get the door today and he just fell asleep on me.
That's all he effing does and I get the blame for the state of the house! It's me that's disabled, not him! He's my effing carer fer flip's sake - he takes the credit for that at every opportunity but doesn't actually do anything for me!
It's me that does everything for him and I don't get any credit at all!