My world has been turned completely upside down, my apple cart is upside down as well and life has thrown me a swerve ball and I am NOT a happy camper. I am MAD! I have thrown fits, bit the hand that feeds me and have gone on a hunger strike. All this in a week and a half and nothing has changed. The "puppy from hell" will not leave me alone. He torments me constantly. He thinks my food is his food, my bed his bed and my chewies his chewies. Sometimes I get so frustrated I chase him and nip at his heels and he thinks I'm playing. He just doesn't get it. I don't know how much more of this I can take!!!!!