My husband brought two dogs into our marriage. I love animals so I thought it would be fine. It’s not. I love the older dog but I hate the younger one. Hate hate hate it. It’s not even a bad dog, and I have no justification for my feelings. I know I’m the a******. I don’t understand why I feel this way. I’ve never done more than snap or glare at the dog, and usually I just send it to its crate so I dont have to interact with it. But I think about killing it every day. I just want to cut its throat. I never will. I just stay in the bedroom these days. He knows I don’t like the dog, but has no idea how bad it is. I just need to get it off my chest. Vent and make it known how I feel. Maybe if I do, I’ll be able to hate it less. I don’t know. I don’t want to live the next 8-ish years like this. I wanna be able to enjoy my home life. I know this is stupid.