Well, I didn't think he was in danger - I just let my worrier "what if" side take over for a bit! My clumsy ass has gotten hurt on a treadmill more than once, so I tend to be wary of the machines in the first place.

Thanks! I didn't think he was in any danger, at all - he's obviously relaxed and content to be on the treadmill. I guess it was just the worrier "what if" part of me that took over for a sec.

Ho shoot, that pup!!! I love that the big dogs seem to tolerate him like older siblings and their friends having to babysit a cute younger brother. Anyway - good for this organization! Pitbulls have such a bad reputation, but I've met a whole bunch who were just the sweetest cuddlebugs ever.

Kinda irrelevant but: I've been having the shittiest of shitty days - but the fact that you named your large (happy, energetic) pitbull Thor made me smile. What a perfect name. Glad he's enjoying doggy daycare!

I should definitely submit this - don't know why I hadn't thought of it before! haha He deserves a good shaming - but he's one of those jerks who thinks he can get away with anything because he's so cute.

Awww! Yeah, he has that effect. I've had him for about 10 years now, and I still have that reaction toward him.

He's a Pomeranian - he was about 3 years old in this picture (but he didn't get much bigger, just a lot fluffier haha).

He's not a fox...but he kinda maybe looks like one? Anyway, my dog - back in his "awkward adolescence"- being so cute, I couldn't even be mad that he'd managed to steal a piece of my high school science project to chew on (and peed all over the rest).

Are you talking about that man who stands outside the 16th st. clinic and harasses women as they try to go in (or walk past)? He's a menace.

I'm currently ping-ponging between various states of fury. From "FLAMES ON THE SIDE OF MY FACE" to "what the ever-loving fuck" to "HELLLLL to the no!"

Holy shit. That's...insane. Did your roommate ever get her ring back? I'm sorry you went through something like that - but I'm taking a weird sort of comfort knowing that I'm not the only one with a crazy landlady who has boundary issues. Solidarity in shared experiences, I suppose. haha

Yeah, I'm now seriously looking for a new place. Hopefully, I can get out of here by March.

Oh wow, thank you for going to the trouble of looking all that up for me, a stranger! I'm touched. :)

haha! Oh man, how hilarious would that be...

Yeah. haha When I first saw her doing laundry, I stupidly asked her if there was any way we could work out laundry privileges. She said "No, because I don't like other people to use my laundry. They're dirty." That was my first sign...

I live in DC proper. I just took a look at the link you provided, and there don't seem to be any statutes regarding tenant's rights. And we don't share a kitchen or a bathroom.

Well, that's what I thought. I assumed that the basement would be my area/apartment - and she wouldn't have any reason to be down here. It was only after I'd moved in that I realized she has her laundry set-up in the basement - and that's definitely not part of our rental agreement. So basically, the only part of the…

Man, sounds like my current situation. She definitely feels she has a right to be downstairs constantly.

I've been over her "rules" so many times, I've got them practically memorized (and she's got them framed all over the place too) - but they're all vague and subjective. When I talked to her about it, she just said that it was her house and she needs the basement to do laundry and stuff.

Oooh, thanks! That's a good reference to have...though I'm not quite sure if it would apply to me, since I'm technically a "boarder", renting a room in a house she occupies...