I rembember back when I decided the breed of dog I wanted to get. I was told "They're horrible puppy's, you know."(and that was by the breeder). I thought "What in the world is this breeder talking about? I never heard of a "horrible" puppy. I thought she was kidding or overexaggerating; like when a woman is expecting a baby and somebody always says something about those 2:00 A.M. feedings. That doesn't mean they're trying to talk them out of having a baby.

Before I purchased rental property, I heard quite a few people talk about how they had gotten out of the rental business because it just wasn't worth the aggravation. They never really went into "specific details" though. Having the personality and perseverence that I do, I decided that they just couldn't handle the stress due to having nonconfrontational type issues. Well, I was soon to find out about those more "specific details". I never dreamed that people who seemed pretty "normal" and decent at the signing of the lease could have such hideous personality transformations. Find out what you can do to prevent what I went through from happening to you...

Before I purchased my beautiful, AKC full-bred, furry canine, I did some thorough investigative research (or so I thought). I read everything I could get my hands on about the type of breed that would be most suitable for myself and my family. I wanted a dog that didn't have a lot of genetic health issues or temperament problems. I crunched all the research results and came up with the "perfect" companion that would truly compliment our family. I received the phone call reporting the birth of my little bundle of joy. Little did I know that eight weeks later would be the beginning of a hell on earth I had never known existed. Was there a light at the end of the chamber of horrors....

I never liked being a clutter magnet. I wanted to have more order in my daily life. I knew that more order would give me peace. Who enjoys running around in circles looking for misplaced things all the time?--Or always tripping over something? Not me. I couldn't stand all the stacks of crapola everywhere but I felt paralized as far as getting out of this rut I was in. I finally had enough and decided I was going to make a change in my life.