Save Harry's Disobedient Ass
Harry is completely oblivious to the current situation. I was feeling quite sad and went outside to sit with him. When he saw I had no food for him, he stuck his nose in the air and ran off to chase some birds. So I hauled him back over and made him sit on my lap. I gave him a scratch behind the ears and he rewarded me by leaping off and kicking me in the head. As I sit here rubbing the tender spot on my noggin', I begin to wonder why I am bothering to save his unaffectionate arse.
Anyway, thank you all for your advice and encouragment. I shall explain the lease situation. Well, I am not 100% sure until I find the freaking thing, but from memory the agents said we were allowed to have the dog, as long we had a reference (the agent from our last place gave Harry a glowing report) and that he didn't go inside (claws are no good for polished wooden floors).
I fear the actual lease may say no pets, because we got permission for Harry afterwards, and that was more of a verbal agreement I think. This was only October but do you think I can remember? The last quarter of 2001 is a blur for me :-( Anyway, we passed our house inspection with flying colours, the agent said the house looked lovely. And Harry was there at the time, bouncing around, so there wasn't any problem with him.
So legally, I'm not sure if it needs to be in the lease or whether the verbal agreement is valid. All I know is we did have permission to have the hound.
Our first move is going to be to find the lease, and then I am going to ask the agent for a copy of the letter that was apparently sent on December 18. It should surely have some explanation of why I am being asked to get rid of my beloved hound. Also, I am going to call the Tenants Advice Service once I find the lease (ta Matt for the link) and ask what they think.
I'm not confident I'm going about this the right way, I'm not used to being practical as my head is always in the clouds but I'm feeling feisty about the issue so we'll see how it goes.
In other news, Bitch Daniel has deserted the pack. After a year of cosy living, he's moved to his own domain, tinyplace.org. He's been a great mate and endlessly generous with his technical assistance so I am sad to lose this bitch. So have fun, chooky, and I hope you find some bitches of your own to kick around. It's fun.
Update: Can you believe this? Harry Aid! Mwahaha. But please, don't send any money. A can of Pal is okay, if you insist.





I'm sorry I wasn't more helpful last night...and
Congrats on the collaborative thingie- sounds like fun.
you go girl. verbal may be okay.
and i've started the campaign to save his ungrateful, hairy arse!
Stupid net connection wouldn't let me surf last nite. Poor Harry! Poor Shauny! Let me know if there's anything I can do, mmkay? I'll do my darndest to get you good and drunk this weekend. That should help, no?
thanks monkey baby. i will be getting right sloshed, that's for sure. you know, now when i blog about our evening and say "we had pizza again", people are going to talk!
Aww Shauna I know how you feel, when I moved out of home I had to leave my kitties behind, now we are looking very carefully at leases to see if they say 'pets ok'. *hugs* Kick their asses and set Harry onto them!
Re: pizza thing - hahaha. As for the collab thing, yeah, I've been looking at that. Never tried my hand at writing story-type-things, but might give it a go. Of course you should, you genius! Can't wait to read your contribution..
Go on with your badself, sister! (As Gay Tony would say.)
I wanna get drunk too.
I wanna be a champion too
I, too, wish to get sloshed. I even have a gutter convenient to the apartment. Care to join me?
'harry-aid'™ has been launched!
hope it helps.
ummmmmmmm.
I think we've all been looking at this the wrong way. Shauny, you work for the feds, right? Just filch a piece of stationary from John's desk, and write a letter on it stating that Harry is a "Canine of National Significance" or some such Federation Year twaddle. Forge the signature by making your hand a claw, frowning, and thinking about all the times you didn't get picked first in the netball team at primary school. Should work a treat. Combine this with ben's idea from the last post and we should be trumps in no time. rock on.
Hey Shauny, long time no "see". I dropped in to catch up on what you were up to. Something else to think about is you could always break your lease and move out. This means you'd be responsible for costs of advertising and rent until new tenants moved in. I doubt you'd have too much trouble finding new people at this time of year. It sucks that you are even in this predicament when you did the right thing and got permission! Hope it works out and you and Harry can stay together.
My offer was deadly serious, of course. Sir even said okay. There would be conditions (you'd have -at least- weekly access visits, and you'd have to walk him sometimes, and he'd only get dry food [like Honey-pup does] unless you supplied him with other stuff) but we'll do it for ya.
But fight first. :)