Fed-up Son Builds Steel Door For His Half Of The House After His Parents' Dog Destroys His Dog's Beloved Toy

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    Mammal - Posted by u/ulfr 6 months ago 2 This isn't about the dog toy, it's about sending a message
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    Font - Backstory: I live in the basement floor of my parents house. My name is on the title, there was a bit of a financial kerfuffle that required my assistance. We have two dogs, one bearded collie named Abby who loves my dad, and a cockapoo named Dexter who is my bud. Important note about Abby, she is a toy shredder. The only kind of dog toys that last in my house are made of rubber or are too big for Dexter to get a good grip on.
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    Font - A few months back Dexter and I attended an agility course, and at the end of that course Dexter was presented with a bucket full of dog toys and allowed to pick one to take home. He pulled out a purple fuzzy monkey thing that had some skinny ropes coming out. Forgive me if I slip and call it a tug monkey. Now Dexter loved playing with that toy, and always remembered where I put it last so he knew where he needed to sit and stare. When I got this toy I showed it to both parents and explain
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    Font - I was always very careful to put it up on a shelf when he was done with the monkey, and it never journeyed upstairs. Last month I went out for a little while and when I came back Dexter was frantic. Flung himself at me and once he was sure I was looking sat and stared where I'd last left the toy. The shelf was empty. Fearing the worst I went to check upstairs, and there's Abby destroying one of the tug ropes and covered in purple shreds of fabric. I was livid. When questioned my mother ad
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    Font - Before someone suggests a stay in a nice padded room, this is a pattern of consistent disrespect that's been going on since I've moved back and been promised "complete autonomy". I put up a whiteboard on the between halves door facing out. If I'm going to be in a zoom meeting with a camera on or on a call, I used to write in a meeting on the whiteboard. Sometimes this worked, most times it didn't. Mom would just have a laundry basket and decided the stuff needed doing then and figure my c
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    Font - yet. I feel like she's walked in on at least five or more calls in the last month where I've been actively speaking and had to mute and cover the camera. I'm only on calls a very small fraction of the day, perhaps an hour or so in total. My boss has commented on distractions and actually had me start speaking less. Did I mention my mother has a tendency to whistle or sing while she's doing chores? Or that one time she derailed an entire meeting because she unleashed a belch so loud it rev
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    Font - So I load Dexter into my car and we fly to the pet store for an emergency purple monkey replacement. Happily enough I found the exact same toy. I purchase that and some treats, crisis averted, right? Wrong. We get back to the house and he zips over to where the murdered toy was, sitting and longing. I take the tags off the replacement and distract him with some treats, put the fake monkey on the shelf, and when Dexter resumed his post I gave him the duplicate. Which he sniffed and then sn
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    Font - I am a patient man. The bullshit threshold I have with my parents is set pretty high. But seeing that? My heart broke. There was an Arthur fist. I vowed revenge. I went to the hardware store and ordered a steel interior door, the same keypad lock we already have for exterior doors, and some security door hinges. I then had to return the first door and measure first before ordering the correct size.
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    Font - For the next three Sundays my cousins helped me out with getting everything assembled and adjusted while my parents went to church. The fourth Sunday was spent with a soldering iron lobotomizing the digital code lock so it rejected every code entered. Yesterday we did the door swap and managed to get everything done and cleaned. When my parents left for church? Flimsy particle board door was all that stood between my half and theirs. When they returned? Steel door with wood facade, code l
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    Font - There was wailing and lamentations and gnashing of teeth, how could you! What about laundry?! All this for a dog toy? I calmly explained that the door won't stay closed, but when it is closed it's staying closed. My name is on the deed of the house now, I can make modifications to my space if I want to. My mother wanted to know what about an emergency? I told her I'd give her the code right now to the new door if she could tell me one situation where minutes mattered. There was hemming an
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    Font - Why did I spend more than 150$ on a door lock only to immediately break it? Because it's got a working deadbolt which is all I need and my mother spent three hours yesterday trying to brute force the code lock. Why did I spend more than 1000$ on a dead bolt and a door that will sneer at a battering ram? Two reasons, the first being I was mad and wasn't sure anything less would do the trick, and second is because my sister lurks this subreddit religiously and will likely spread this to the
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    Human body - saucynoodlelover 6 mo. ago Your mom spent three hours trying to force the door open? Wow, she really has issues....
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    Font - MrsMoleymole • 6 mo. ago . I totally get it, you can't explain it to your pup what happened to her toy, but you can make sure it never happens again. I don't know how you didn't change the door already with all of those interruptions while your on work calls.

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