My dog keeps pooping in my room

Why do you hate me

To you, am I a joke

To shit where I sleep

Is that fair to me?

But if the tables were turned

Would you be calm, or would you be you

I’ve given you food, I’ve given you love,

I’ve given you belly rubs sent from above (bars)

And this is my thanks? A steaming surprise?

Right next to my bed? 

You looked me dead in the eyes,

Tail not wagging, zero self-awareness, zero warning, zero shame

No guilt. No shame. Just nothing. Nothing in that head.

I’ve seen war criminals with better alibis.

A crime so foul it shattered my heart.

(And my nose… my god)

I googled “do dogs feel remorse” at 8am,

The answer was no and I’ve not recovered since then.

If you were a human, I would evict you. If you were a dog, you would be less pampered. Be grateful…