Someone Wonders “What’s The Worst Thing You’ve Come Home To?” And 30 People Deliver Honest Answers
"As safe as houses," the British say when they want to describe something completely secure and protected from harm. So it's unsurprising that so many of us see our homes as a place of ease and comfort. After all, nothing beats coming back after a well-deserved vacation or even a long day of work. One step through the front door, and we instantly feel the familiarity and refuge from the wild outside world.
Unless, of course, something has gone way wrong in our absence. Redditor Cyan26 was curious about precisely such cases when no one was home to prevent these nightmarish disasters and the horror that followed. So the user invited members of the Ask Reddit community to reveal the worst things they’ve ever come home to, and they instantly jumped into the comment section.
From illegal labs to thousands of pets taking control of the house, an avalanche of stories started rolling in. We’ve gathered some of the most captivating responses from the thread to share with you all, so be sure to upvote the most spine-chilling ones and let us know what you think of them right below.
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I was 13 and came home from school. My mother was walking around the house naked and delirious. Randomly picking objects up and dropping them. Calling me by a name that wasn’t mine. I called 911 and a neighbor.
She had a fever of 104. It was bacterial meningitis. She was in a medically induced coma after that, required brain surgery and then months of antibiotics. She had amnesia after that and was never really the same.
I had a similar experience with my mother also. She began calling things by their wrong names and called me by a wrong name. She died a little over 3 months later of a brain tumor.
8 billion baby praying mantises in my house. Over the fall, my daughter went out into the woods and collected every praying mantis cocoon she could find and put them in a shoebox in her bedroom. They all hatched in the early spring while we were visiting my parents for the day...
When I was a kid my family when on holidays for a few weeks, and we came home to a flee infestation. They were all through the carpet, but thankfully only on the ground floor. We had to do copious amounts of vacuuming to get rid of them (couldn't use chemicals because of pets).
Although many of us believe that these eerie, unexpected, and downright spine-chilling situations only happen on hit TV shows or in movies, more than 16k comments left by Redditors prove they happen in real life too.
Instead of receiving a warm welcome from a loving family member, these homeowners who shared their stories in the thread were greeted by unpleasant and shocking scenarios that went horribly amiss. Well, all kinds of things can occur when we’re away. Our hope of coming back to our sanctuary can be shattered in mere seconds, turning our return into a horror story that only adds more fuel to our nightmares.
Shari Botwin, LCSW and author of Thriving After Trauma: Stories of Living and Healing explained that we all sometimes see life as scary simply because trauma or devastation can hit us hard at any point in our lives. "We cannot prepare for things we have no control over," she told Bored Panda.
Blood. Blood everywhere.
I was working a 12 hour shift at work and had a friend stop by to check on the dog. She immediately called me to tell me the walls were covered in blood, carpet was soaked, splatter everywhere. My dog comes running up and he, too, is covered in blood. He is wagging his tail in pure joy that someone is home, activating the blood sprinkler. He had two deep cuts on his tail from a glass bottle he broke.
I left work immediately to take care of him. Get home and the sprinkler is going off again and on it's highest setting!
I call the vet that is across the street from me and let them know the situation and that we're coming over.
I try wrapping his wounds in towels and tape them so he isn't splattering everything in a five foot radius. Alas, he is such a happy dog and his tail is too strong for my bandage. It slips off in like two tail wags.
We walk to the vet and I'm trying to sign in whole simultaneously hold a towel around my dog so he doesn't make a mess.
The vets clearly didn't believe the severity when I told them the situation, because when they saw the amount of blood going all over their pristine lobby they started panicking and trying to get her mop to clean it up. We waited in the lobby for maybe fifteen minutes. There was a lot to clean.
Cleaning the apartment took me about 8 bottles of peroxide and about 4 hours of cleaning with the help of a few other people. I've never seen that much blood before.
Over a course of a couple months we tried staples, stitches, glue, and a combination of all of them at once. His happy tail was too happy for any of them to work and his wounds wouldn't shut and heal. We ended up having to amputate his tail. Now he is a proud member of the wiggle butt nub club.
The puppy tax is the only tax I'm more than willing to pay. Well, and the kitty tax. Okay, any animal tax.
I'm sorry his tail had to be amputated, but other than that, the story is kinda cute. Dogs are so pure. He could take such an injury with such oblivious innocence.
This story describes why tail docking exists in the first place - so that hunting fogs don't thrash their tails to shreds on bushes and things. I'm all for keeping doggies intact, but if not if they are going to hurt themselves that badly.
Had a friend who had an uncropped Doberman - she was gorgeous - but she HAD to be docked because she would hurt herself wagging so hard XD Conversely, my current puppy’s mother, who is a livestock guardian breed, was half-cropped and half-docked simply because it is “tradition” to do that to them. I adopted my pup and got him out of there before the farm owner could dock/crop the entire litter :|
Load More Replies..."Activating the blood sprinkler ... and the sprinkler is going off again and on it's highest setting" 😂😂 I'll go to hell for laughing about that.
no i think it was purposely written to be funny at that part
Load More Replies...It's an unfortunate tale. But the "Wiggle Butt Nub Club" is a phrase I will never be able to forget, lol!!!
One of my cats did something similar back when my first child was an infant. We'd moved a glass topped coffee table into the basement to protect my daughter, and thought nothing of leaning it against a wall down there. Cat knocked it over somehow (litter box was downstairs) and nearly amputated his own tail. At least he didn't wag it all over the place, though it was still a whole lotta blood.
There are reasons some breeds have historically had docked tails. Our rescue pittie used to hit things with his tail making lacerations and twice a fractured bone. His tail had to be amputated too. And my favorite breed of upland bird dogs would have a very long, very heavily fringed, tail and that doesn't work in the field. Catches on everything, trapping the dog.
Me and my siblings were sent home early from school to learn from my mom that my dad [took his own life]
happen 20 years ago. i got a call at my job from my brother asking me to get home right f*****g now. my brother just found out our father who hang himself in the basement.
:( I hope you and your family are doing okay now. Hugs from a random internet stranger!
Load More Replies...I wonder if this is my cousin. This is a familiar story to my family. That whole day at school something wasn't right and my dad came pick me up which is weird because he was always against me going home early or missing school and wasn't involved much in my life . When we got back to his house someone called and told him about my uncle (moms brother) and we went and waited for her. The worst day of my life, my uncle was a father to me. I still hear the sobs and screams from my mother and grandmother. My cousins were never the same.
I have no idea why someone down voted you. I'm so terribly sorry that you and your family had to experience that. I'm sending you hugs.
Load More Replies...I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope you're doing okay even though you've been through such a horrible and sad experience. 😔
SO sad. Hope you know that nothing about his depression was your fault.
Came home and found my front door wide open, my parents missing, my neighbors on my front lawn (we don't talk to my neighbors) and blood all over our grass and the nearby wall.
Turned out my father, who knows how to do professional landscaping/tree trimming/gardening etc, was trimming the tree in our front yard when a branch broke and he lost his balance. He fell backwards and ended up landing on our neighbor's fence, which is topped by steel spikes. One of the spikes went into his leg, though he apparently didn't even notice or feel it so he pulled himself off the fence without a problem, but when he tried to stand he collapsed onto the lawn. He lost a lot of blood and had to have emergency surgery, but survived. His wound was so bad that when he made it to the hospital, a police officer and doctor confronted him because they figured he had to have been shot and tried to get him to admit it so that they could find the culprit. It was an incredibly scary moment, but that was 17 years ago and he is fine today, though he did end up eventually getting his revenge by chopping that tree down.
That is the actual fence the dad fell on. You have to click on the small letters at the bottom left of the picture. The OP posted it on an imgur.
Load More Replies...I feel this one. My dad was putting up Christmas lights on Thanksgiving Day in 2000 and he fell off of the ladder. He sustained a massive brain injury. He was in a coma for 6 months and was catastrophically brain-damaged when he woke up. Diapers, feeding tube, bedridden, the whole nine yards. We took care of him at home for 21 years (my sister and I never moved out or got on with our lives). He died in May of last year, but I actually “lost” my father on that day in 2000.
I can't even imagine how traumatizing that must have been.
Load More Replies...My dad was sick but seemed ok enough . Me and my mom had errands to run and my dads friends was supposed to come over and take him to lunch ! When me and my mom get home my dad wasn’t here and we assumed he had gone to lunch with his friend. Hours went by and I thought “ he should be back by now” a little later I went in his bathroom and there was blood everywhere ! I started calling the hospitals ! I found him pretty quick! His intestines had perforated and he bled out so much blood and called the ambulance for his self! He was in an induced coma for weeks! It was so scary ! He was ok for a few months but he died of kidney failure in 2008 ! I still live in that house and sometimes when I walk in that bathroom I remember walking into all that blood :(
"The best way to prepare for the unknown is to have a list of resources and people we can turn to if something terrible happens. I have worked with clients who have come home to burned down houses, lost family members in plane crashes, or have lost a loved one suddenly," Botwin said, adding that unfortunately, there is no handbook that can equip us to be prepared for awful situations.
I had been out of the country for 3 days at a music festival. Came home to my front door crowbarred in, and my entire house trashed. They had taken my TV, DVD’s, laptops, etc.
But the cherry on top of the s**t cake: they emptied my box of sex toys so the forensics team had to dust my dildos for finger prints.
Me too...I was picturing some burly middle-aged tech, totally red in the face, trying to dust the dildo as quickly as possible.
Load More Replies...To be honest I think that forensics team has had to dust off sex toys lots of times before
I used to work in insurance - this happens fairly often. Someone even had their supply of sex toys stolen and I had to sit in work looking up all the different ones to get an accurate figure for replacing their collection, it was rather extensive
I came home from out of town once to my door wide open ! I just knew someone had come in and ransacked the place ! I walked in to everything just fine and untouched! I remember going in and out a lot the day I was leaving and I think I just didn’t close the door 🤦🏻♀️
This is why we always let our next door neighbors know when we'll be gone. The couple next door would have checked in with us if we left a door open! We're lucky to live where we all watch out for each other.
Load More Replies...I don't get it. If they emptied her box of sex toys, what dildos did they have to dust for finger prints?
My 1 year old son's empty room after his mother and I split up. We planned on 50/50 custody but she took everything. I closed the door and didn't open it for the three months that I had to live there. I came from a broken home and promised myself I'd never do that to my child; I'd felt like such a failure.
Edit: I still got to see him regularly. She moved to a different country a year or so after and signed over sole custody to me. It was just rough at first living in a house full of broken dreams.
Bro, I wish I could hug you through the screen.
Load More Replies...So she left and took the kid. And when it didn't fit in her life anymore she just - gave it back?
People are worse than animals sometimes - they just go “mine mine mine” and grab what they want, then drop it as soon as it becomes inconvenient/too much work.
Load More Replies...What a selfish cow, all the more so if she just kind of handed the kid over once she decided to move countries.
Well, think about it this way: maybe she really loved the child deeply, but moving was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Of course she could have taken the kid with her, but she was aware that it might not be in the best interest of the kid AND that the father was a good man and good father. So despite actually wanting the child, she gave her boy up and signed over custody because it was in the best interest of father and son. That doesn't sound selfish to me. In the end, she did what was best for the child and probably thought she was doing it in the beginning, too. (shared custody can be a true hassle. You need both parents to sign on Everything, and sometimes that's really hard to do when one parent isn't available)
Load More Replies...It seems that we cannot fullfil that promise.. I made that myself and now, like you, have a ton of brokens dreams wrapped in constant sadness. For I cannot go back, and dont want to go forth. May every one of us can be happy somehow at the end.
I'm going through a similar situation (minus mom moving countries) and I feel for you man. It sucks but at least you ended up with what's most important
When my daughter had to go for summer visitation with her father, I'd have to close her bedroom door. For two-and-a-half months, that room did not exist. It was the only way I could deal with it. We were both relieved once she turned 18 and she could CHOOSE whether or not she wanted to visit. She didn't.
That is not easy to deal with, especially when they're that young. I'm happy you got custody
Came home from visiting my wife's family over Christmas break. She had asked a friend to come by and feed our cats, and the friend agreed. When we got back home, there was no food or water in any of the cat bowls, and one of our cats was sitting in the corner foaming at the mouth. This cat was a terror and never just "sat in the corner" so we knew something was wrong. We took him to the emergency vet where the vet said he was severely dehydrated. Unfortunately he had some sort of brain damage and we had to put him down.
When we confronted the friend she said she went by every day, we have determined that to be a lie.
RIP Ace.
Edit: Wow this blew up.
[here](https://imgur.com/a/GO6idSA) are a couple of pictures of Ace, this was a long time ago so the pictures are kinda hard to find.
My wife and I had actually set out four different water bowls, big ones like you put fruit it, they were all bone dry.
We ended up just cutting off all contact with the girl that did this, my wife was pretty upset about it and I'm not as nice as my wife is, so we just thought it was best to not talk to her anymore. She knows what she did, and hopefully down the road she'll be laying in bed and remember what a terrible person she is.
Ever since then when we go out of town we leave a sink running and the small toilet open. Yeah, we have a tiny toilet in one of our bathrooms for some reason. I actually have a coworker that I trust more than just about anyone else, he comes by and takes pictures of our cats for us. He lives less than two minutes from us and I pay him in BBQ and beer, it's fantastic. As extra insurance my mom pops in every other day just to make sure everything is alright.
We're heading out of town for Christmas again, I think I may do the webcam thing, as I know my wife would freakin' love that.
Thanks for all the replies, it's hard not to tear up reading through them. Hug your kitties.
[here's Zoe](https://imgur.com/a/OxdnPlW) our new kitten we adopted earlier this year. Should cheer you up.
[snoozin'](https://imgur.com/a/UBB3X3c)
I would have ended up in jail if this were my cat because I would have murdered that girl.
Load More Replies...Animal abuse should be punished the same as child abuse! Both are sentient about the pain and helpless to it! Jail time for all animal abusers!
Child abuse laws came after animal abuse laws. Animal abuse needs to be treated more seriously.
Load More Replies...I am a petsitter and this both breaks my heart and pisses me off. I hope that gal is never around animals ever again!
I would have kicked her a*s within an inch of her life and gone to jail happily for it.
I couldn’t imagine leaving our three healthy cats and one healthy dog in the care of someone we think will do right by them, and come home to find them all in this condition—-and at the point of death. The girl who did it should be locked up in a room and given NO water until she starts foaming at the mouth. Sounds like the b***h just took your money, decided “F**k those cats”, and never once checked on them. No excuses, just doubling down on her lie. F*****g animal cruelty. I hope she never has a baby, and I hope she’s never the caretaker for her parents when they get old and infirm. But I DO hope she’s incapacitated one day soon, and her caretaker neglects her until she dies. (I’m not really like that, I just get so angry when someone abuses animals and vulnerable people that I envision all kinds of horrible things that should happen to them. But they just stay there and are forgotten. I couldn’t act on them anyway. I’m not that cold.)
I had a situation similar to this happen. Many years ago, I had a job which required that I'd be gone for 1-3 weeks at a time. I had a cat and I asked a coworker who lived in my neighborhood who he'd recommend to come by and feed her/give her water/clean out the litter box. He suggested the son of his next door neighbor. I hired him. He seemed trustworthy. However, when I was gone I started getting a bad feeling. I called him and he said he was going over like I hired him to do. I still didn't feel right, so I called my boyfriend who lived in another town to stop by. He said there was no food, no water, and the litter box was full!! He made sure my cat was taken care of before he left. I called the boy's mother and asked him what was going on??!! She said that my cat was aggressive and scared her son so he stopped going over there. They never called me to tell me that and the mother didn't think her son did anything wrong. I felt so bad for my kitty.
Heck, I don’t even trust my mother and sister to feed my pets (my mom thinks pretzels and rice are appropriate foods for cats). I either take my pets with me on the rare occasions I go on vacation, or board them at a really nice cattery/boarding place near me (I’m fortunate that they aren’t “my house only”-type cats). Not sure what I’ll be doing in the future though as I now have a GSD-mix puppy who is going to be 80-90lbs when grown and should not be boarded in a small kennel XD I guess it’s pet-friendly vacations only!
Of course, many of us consciously know that life is unpredictable, but that doesn’t mean we automatically glide through our days unaffected by startling changes in life. When we do encounter these unfortunate events ourselves, they often knock us off our feet. According to trauma specialist Botwin, unexpected accidents leave us distraught, devastated, shocked, and in disbelief. Even if the change is positive, we can still have difficulties coping with the whirlwind of emotions these situations cause.
"From the moment the event occurs, we are left feeling uncertain and afraid of what is to come," Botwin told us. "People's mental health quickly deteriorates once they realize what has happened. Feelings of fear, panic and despair often result in clinical depression and anxiety if we do not process or talk about what happened." After all, finding your home damaged or destroyed by a fire or flood is so much more than just losing physical property.
My dad came home to find a wasp in the house. And then another. And then another. He investigated. Heard a buzzing coming from the dining room. An entire nest of wasps had been living in the walls and chewed through the sheetrock (or whatever it is they did) and were now pouring into the house through the hole.
Edit to answer a few questions: the dining room was a formal room only used for holidays and dinner parties and since it was summer most entertaining they did was done outside. So no buzzing heard. Also my dad was older and hearing does get less sharp.
Exterminator cleared it out. My dad removed the sheetrock and replaced it and replaced all the vent covers.
They typically had wasp nests hanging from the eaves all the time so seeing wasps outside wouldn’t have been noticed (they even had them in the mailbox).
I just screamed internally only after reading the first paragraph
I heard buzzing when I opened the curtains in the big bay window in my sitting room, called my dad to see what was what as I'm allergic to wasp string and had previously had two anaphylactic shocks due to stings. He discovered a tiny how with wasps going in and out but it turned out there was a nest in the roof of the bay window. Scary for me, I moved out for a couple of days whilst the professionals dealt with it!
It happened to me. I heard noises in the basement but thought it was a pipe until a bee came out into the room. My husband is death allergic so it was a big issue. They had a nest in the wall and had eaten through sheetrock and a bookcase.
Wasps don't chew through anything. The hole must've been there and they took the opportunity.
I got stung by a dead wasp once when I was a kid, crawling on my hands and knees behind the couch.
I go to turn on the light and...nothing. The electricity is off. Go to the electricity box outside and turn it on and go back inside: house has been cleared out of all valuable things. I hear a whirring sound and realise it's the old VCR video tape rewinder rewinding the video tape I put in it in the morning as I left home with my baby son. And then it dawns on me: that tape only takes about 3 minutes to rewind... The burglars must have turned off the electricity seconds after I left home with my baby in the morning. They were watching me leave from inside the garden.....
Electric garage gate? Heard of a similar story where the burglar switches of electricity when the garage door was still in the process of closing and got inside the house this way...
These days this is likely to be counter any cameras that you have in your home. Kill the power to the router and it will either kill the notifications or the recording if you have cloud-based storage. If you have an old burglar alarm, it will likely also set this off, unless it has a working backup battery in it.
That's why having PoE cameras connected to a UPS-backed switch are an excellent thing to have. Mine are set up to record to an NVR, but also have internal memory cards as a backup recording destination.
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Meth lab bust. I was raised by my grandparents (they were wonderful people who adopted a bunch of sh**ty kids) and they'd let my aunt and her boyfriend move their RV onto the property because they got kicked out of wherever they were staying. The worthless a**holes were trying to cook meth in it and it caught on fire so they ran off and left it there burning. The neighbors called 911 and the fire department got the fire out before it got to the house. It was nice coming home from school to that. It was a huge s**t storm. My grandparents were almost arrested and they almost lost their house and land. Pretty much the only thing that saved them was that the meth lab was in a vehicle registered to the boyfriend. Even though we didn't get into any legal trouble it was still a pain in the a*s because the whole house had to be tested and they had to hire someone to clean up the mess and have the property test clean before we could move back in. And my childhood home is listed as a former meth lab on the National Clandestine Laboratory Register. My grandparents never recovered financially.
I used to own a rental house where some tenants cooked meth. Besides have repair the burned out kitchen I had to pay $3000 to have the house "cleaned" by people in toxic waste suits. I am no longer in the landlord business.
That’s what happens when parents continue to enable the black sheep of the family, especially if the black sheep is a junkie, and even more especially if their addiction has led them into dangerous criminal activity—-neither of them were Walter White, obviously, so would have zero clue about safety precautions. So, unless the parents are the ones who caused the child to be unstable (abuse, molestation, etc), they should stop the enabling. Though in that situation, I would think the child would never want to see them, much less be beholden to them, ever again. Anyway, it just never turns out good. The parents end up like these folks, in bad situations and under threat of losing everything, at an age when they don’t need that kind of s**t in their lives, and magically, the black sheep seems to get off scot free. Had they not given in and helped their daughter, all this would never have happened. I hope they cut her off after she did this.
Depending on the severity of the event, our inability to cope with unforeseen circumstances that changed the course of our lives can prevent us from moving forward. In some cases, they can even evoke a sense of fear and anxiety. "I have met several clients who have been afraid to leave their homes after experiencing this kind of trauma," the trauma expert shared a few stories from her own practice.
"Recently, I met one woman who developed claustrophobia after living through a house fire as a teen. At the time of the fire, she did not talk about her feelings, and she told me, 'Everyone in my family just moved on and acted like nothing bad ever happened.' Her sense of security and safety was taken, and the impact of that was never addressed," she revealed.
An old dog of mine had become sick after getting ahold of a large batch of double fudge brownies at some point during the day, and by the time I got home, I walked into a house with no less than 25 separate puddles (yes, puddles) of s**t. Poor fella had to eat bland boiled chicken and rice for a week.
Yeah my guys would've seen that as a nice treat
Load More Replies...My sister's dog nearly died of one Oreo cookie! Three days in hospital...
Had a 12 yo 6 lb Maltese that ate a dozen dark chocolate truffles. Came home for lunch and found 20 vomit piles and the dog running around the house full speed. Took the rest of the day off to watch her (I was young and broke, could not afford vet) she ran for hours and was miraculously fine, lived another 5 yrs. Crazy super dog!
Surprised he survived. I think the chicken was a welcome change for him.
Lucky the dog only got sick. A dog can s**t and womit him self to death if they eat cocoa.
Poor buddy! I have a similar story, but with a full 9x13 dish of chicken enchiladas verdes w/extra onions, and our Rottweiler. She was on bland chicken & rice for a month and a half, with children's probiotic powder sprinkled in, and a slow (we're talking 5-10 individual kibble nuggets at a time) reintroduction of kibble after about 3 weeks, because trying to add it sooner(and without the probiotics) caused days of explosive diarrhea...from an 80lb dog. She basically cleaned out her entire intestinal flora and gave herself IBS. It was awful.
My Brothers (20 and 22) and I (20M) came home from college for winter break. The next day my mom wakes me up asking if I planned on going with the rest of the family to put my childhood dog (13F) down. She had told everyone weeks before that this was going to happen when we got home for break... but forgot to tell me.
My mother took my childhood dog to be euthanized when I was staying with friends when I was 18. That dog was only a year younger than me and had literally been my lifelong best friend (and a better sibling to me than my human one.) My mom knew how much my dog meant to me and purposefully waited until I was on vacation to take the dog to be euthanized. She did it to “teach me a lesson” (we didn’t, and still don’t, get along). That was over 20 years ago and I have never forgiven her. I’ve also made it a point since to be with my pets when they need to be euthanized, even though it hurts me, so that they know I’m there for them as they pass over the Rainbow Bridge.
What an awful, cruel thing to do. It makes sense that you've never forgiven her.
Load More Replies...I know that feel. Mum and brother (8ish at the time) took my "life" long companion Daisy (14 or so) to be put to sleep because she her quality of life wasn't quality anymore. I came home from uni and she was gone. Like...forever. I'm proud of my brother for being so strong about it, but I still harbor less than loving feelings towards mum about this situation. I would've understood. Saying goodbye isn't something you should take from someone. Especially goodbye to a loved one. But I love my mom and don't hold this against her at all. She was just trying to protect me.
My ex and I had our jack Russell since we had been married, about 17 years. Recently, he unfortunately got very sick with (probably) cancer. My ex was at a job in another state, and I really wanted him to be there to say goodbye, but it just wasn't fair to our boy, as it would have meant making him suffer through several days of having fluid drained from his chest, probably more than once. I understand wanting to wait, but sometimes it isn't what's best
Load More Replies...I had the complete opposite. Our family dog got severely ill and got her lower body paralyzed. She wasn't young and required surgery but the multiple vets said it was too dangerous because of her age. I was away for study in other city (like an hour away), coming home every weekend. I saw a dog on a weekend, it was bad and the dog looked like being in pain. When I left, few days after my mom comes up with this brilliant idea that she will put the dog down while I am away so it would not hurt me, or traumatize me that much. I was in a very bad mental state then (nobody new though) so I just gave up and said ok, I felt lost. She said it would be done on Thursday and that she will not call me, because it will be too hard for her. I bawled my eyes and heart out on Thursday evening, mentally saying goodbyes to my dog. Came home on friday evening to my dog greeting me at the front door and wagging her tail. She got better and my mom decided not to put her down and... forgot to tell me that.
My husband's parents did something similar. Granted, all of the kids were in their 20s, but their parents took the 14 year old family dog to be put down and simply didn't mention it for a few weeks.
:( Sounds like the time I was at college (400 miles north of home, no car) and my mom told me to come home because my aunt, who was in the hospital for cancer, was getting worse. My brother (also at the same college) and I spent 14 hours on a bus to come home, to find she already passed, and they knew it before we left for home. We were both livid and wouldn't talk to them for days. I yelled at them all! I know, they were trying to protect us...but, when we got home, we pushed them to take us to the hospital, and we were told then...
No doubt she wanted to break the news in person, although a little more tack would have been nice
Got off work about 7 am, rounded the corner with my McDonald’s breakfast in hand to see 2 cops standing over a dead body on my welcome Mat.
More info from OP: Some crazy dude was going around trying to open peoples doors. Got to the upstairs apartment and when the neighbor answered he tried to force his way in (he had a machete on him). Little struggle ensues and apparently the neighbor keeps a gun next to his door. After he shoved him down the stairs he grabbed it and the crazy dude apparently tried to rush him again so he took a bullet to the abdomen.
whyyyyyy! just whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!
Load More Replies...Just last Monday I pulled into my parking lot at work. There were cops everywhere. Some fellow was quite dead and had the cord from the flag pole around his neck. Everyone thought suicide. Um. Not quite. It was a case of autoerotic asphyxiation gone horribly wrong. It was the pants that clued me in. Most people didn't even know what that was, so I was pretty mortified when I had to explain it to my boss. I did confirm the likelihood with one of the cops who is a family friend and was on the scene.
Botwin has also met an EMT worker who rescued two men buried in a collapsed basement. He told her, "My life was never the same after that day." Sadly, living through this shocking experience had unfortunate consequences. "He developed PTSD and became an alcoholic," she said. "Every time he saw images of destruction, he was reminded of what he witnessed when he saw two men fighting for their lives under layers of concrete in that basement."
Aged 15; coming home to my dad confronting me about the gay [adult movies] he discovered on my phone which I had mistakenly left at home.
I see both sides of this. Regardless of the content it’s a different world when your kid can access the internet from the school bus. My son was 16 when we discovered an app icon that was used to hide stuff. Absolutely disgusting porn that degrades women and makes teenage boys see things that way. We had hard MAN talk, privacy my a*s!
Load More Replies...World is a little too f****d for kids to have complete privacy in their electronics. The issue isn’t necessarily the kids, it’s everything else.
Yep - I wouldn’t have an issue with the gay part - just the adult content for a 15 year old part.
Load More Replies...when you have kids sometime you need to check on some things because kids do stupid stuff... when i was working in a school i often check on student file for illegal stuff. one day i found some naked picture of the owner of the laptop. that girl was about to be recruted in a prostitution ring.... so yeah i have no problème about checking that kind of thing. But confronting about gay stuff this is some personnal stuff.
Tell yoga kitty that. She want total privacy
Load More Replies...Just another quick one. We had the family plan with my dad, wife and son. He had pictures of his15 year old girlfriend masturbating for him. It went on the cloud and my dad saw it. We HAD to go to the cops so we didn’t pull a child porn case. Privacy my a*s
Yes! People don't realize how easy it is to get in trouble for having child porn in your possession these days. People under 18 sext each other, and if it winds up in your cloud, you could be prosecuted for it, even if you never looked at it yourself.
Load More Replies...Yeah… that’s how I came out. It really sucked at the time but looking back, I’m kind of grateful because I didn’t have a good relationship with my parents at the time and I don’t know that I would have come out on my own- potentially ever. The elephant was out of the room and it helped form a closer bond with my mother.
In the days when mobile phones were in their infancy and the internet still had to dial up, there wasn't much available for young gay men. I made the error of calling a pre-recorded sex story line (back of a porn mag advert type of thing) ... the number for which then came through on an itemised phone bill!! Preeeetty sure my parents didn't believe I'd been trying to call my mate overseas. They never admitted it, but I can't imagine they didn't dial the number themselves to work out what it was. That would have been a shock, lol!
My dad was so cool in some ways. He found my p0rn folder and just told me not to expect sex to ever be like that irl.
My daughter came home, years ago, from 2nd grade...2ND GRADE and told me some boy told her to suck his d***. These kids are ruthless because nobody is checking on what their doing. I don't always check up on mine (now 10 and 14) but I have occasionally. I do believe they are entitled to privacy but sometimes it is necessary. Although parents need to lay off the gay talk because it's only going to destroy these kids emotionally. And it is normal for porn at that age. I'm from a different generation and most kids lost their virginity between 13 and 16 then. So the best thing to do with these kids who have WAY more access to the internet is to have those awkward talks with them. We tell my 14 year about the worst case scenario STD situations and so far him and friends talk about anime girls. I'm OK with that considering. Also note I talk with him about how having children changed my life and he is adamant about going to Westpoint and playing sports. I've even overheard him telling a girl that he wasn't interested in a relationship and it's not what he wants right now. Awkward but I am proud. It's the talks man, I'm telling you. Don't get mad, just get real.
Dead bunny parts + my cat & two stranger cats.
Years ago we would camp for weeks at a time, coming come a few times a week to do laundry, feed the cats, etc. Our cats had a doggie/kitty window and could come and go as they pleased. Came home one night to my cat having guests & serving them bunny. It was a fluffy mess.
We found a dead bunny in our "doghouse" a couple months back. Was super confusing. We were trying to get the dogs (two old dachshund crossings) to get into their crate for bed (we cover them in blankets every night since they live outside) and they flat out refused to get in and just stood barking at it. Upon closer inspection we found a dead bunny underneath all of their bedding. We don't own bunnies. We have never owned bunnies. The thing didn't have a scratch on it either...it looked like it splayed itself out, went to sleep and just died.
heart attack likely. theyll get so scared they just die :'(
Load More Replies...Had a neighbour who let her cat roam outside. People complained but snuggums couldn't possibly be responible for dug up plants, cat s**t in gardens or songbird corpses. Then one day her 3 year old is having a screaming fit. She runs out to see snuggums ripping a baby bunny to shreds in front of the kid. They have not had a cat since.
Unfortunately that is one of the realities of life. Some animals are predators and some animals are prey. Thankfully, although my terriers chase squirrels and rabbits with great enthusiasm, they haven't managed to catch one yet.
Load More Replies...Had something similar. Our cat, Smudgy, was an outdoor cat who crossed our lawn one day and never left. At first, she was an outdoor cat who slept in our garage overnight. Eventually she became a strictly indoor cat. When she was still going outside, she LOVED to hunt. There were many many times I intervened when she had some poor bird or bunny in her mouth—-still alive. Then we started coming home to animal parts in the backyard or garage. We could usually tell what kind of animal they had been before crossing paths with our little serial killer. One day, however, my husband had gotten home from work early. I got a very panicked call from him at my work, telling me there was something dead in the garage, but he wasn’t sure what. Of course, I thought it was Smudgy, but it wasn’t. I said send me a picture, and he did. It looked like an autopsy done by someone who just tore the body up until it was a gory mass of flesh and blood. I asked if there was any fur, and there wasn’t. My best guess was that Smudgy had killed a black rat snake, tore it open in a frenzy to eat it, realized it didn’t taste good at all (guess they DON’T all taste like chicken, after all), and just left it there to draw flies. It was disgusting and it stunk to high heaven. My poor husband took it upon himself to clean it up and throw it away, hose down the garage floor, and leave the doors open to try and get rid of the death smell, which was pungent, even two hours later when I got home. That was when Smudgy instantly became a strictly indoor cat eating cat food and occasional bits of chicken or turkey.
We regularly get mice, shrews, rats, pigeons, frogs, small birds, etc. I haven't seen any bunnies yet, but we've not been in this house long, and as we back onto a school grounds, I don't think it'll be long...
One time one of my friend's dogs got to his bunny's cage before he could close it. I wasn't there but it was still really sad to think about it.
Coming home just wanting to collapse in bed and cuddle my girlfriend of two years before she had to leave for another 5 days, only to be told that she didn't love me anymore and that she was moving out when I walked in. Devastating.
I've experienced this and it's absolutely heartbreaking, but when I look back, I now realise that it was better to be told then to have him stay with me and live a lie.
It's kinda interesting that I'm reading this today because tomorrow marks 6 years (to the day) that my ex broke up with me. I had come home from work in a great mood and looking forward to having the weekend off. He sat down and said we had to break up. I was devastated and felt blindsided at the time but looking back, there was a lot wrong with us that I chose to ignore. Best and worst thing to happen to me.
If we want to stay grounded in the present and avoid causing a permanent impact on our well-being and mental health after experiencing a traumatic event, there are a few things to consider. "If you walk into your home after a fire, earthquake, or tornado, it is crucial that you ask for help and get support," Botwin suggested.
One morning when we were leaving for work, my wife noticed that the dog had eaten half a pack of sugarless gum. At the time, we did not know that the sweetener in sugarless gum, xylitol, is dangerous for dogs. We just went to work. We were fortunate in that her health was fine, as xylitol can be deadly. She was OK, but we came home to a ghastly smell in the house. The dog was sitting in 0.5 in. / 1.3 cm deep liquid s**t in her crate. She was coated head to toe in it, and was excited to see us and wagging her tail, sending a spray 4 feet / 120 cm in every direction. It took hours to clean her and the room up, and days to get rid of the smell.
Another poor doggo. People should really be more careful and not just leave human food accessible for dogs.
What is an isn't accessible to dogs isn't always obvious though. I've had dogs steal things out of my pockets.
Load More Replies...We have two and sometimes leave them at home when we go into town. The one is a rescue from a hoarding situation and loves his crate. Guessing he sees it as his own private santuary. I have cameras set up so I can check on them and he streches out and sleeps. The other is an older JRT and I used to let him roam the house but he would sit by the door or front window and whine. Got a crate for him and he does the same, curls up and dozes while we are gone. We are gone 5 hours at the most. Longer trips and they go to a kennel. Just have to make sure the crate is big enough, they are comfortable with it , *never* use it for punishment, and let them out for a good run walk before you leave. Dogs are denning animals so if used properly a crate is OK.
Load More Replies...Am I reading this correctly - they don't know what could be dangerous for a dog and then leve him all day in a crate?!? Why owning a dog when you have no time nor interest in them.
So anyone who owns a dog shouldn’t have a job, so that they never have to go to work and crate the dog? Or maybe the dog should be left out in a backyard all day instead, where it could escape, be poisoned, kill and eat wildlife, etc?
Load More Replies...I can’t understand people who think it’s ok to leave a dog in a cage all day. It’s not a freaking hamster!
I agree .. just awful then why bother getting a dog
Load More Replies...I cam home (with plans of a nice cigar and brandy) to a poo flooded crate and my other dog was so grossed out that he had flooded his own crate with vomit. They're both rescues and thought they were in trouble. Bathing two terrified doggos that were already afraid of water was quite difficult.
Crates are not a bad thing for dogs. They get their own space which they can relax in, as long as it's big enough. Don't make assumptions about how much people care because they have crate-trained their dog
How's this for a shitty mess. Our septic tank was clogged and full, and my husband wanted to unclog it himself, and raised the lid. I heard a loud splash and was worried that he had fallen in. Nope, but my Huskey, with his full winter coat, jumped in, and was swimming it. I already had a stomach bug, now I had to fish him out, hook him to the fence and start to hose him off, gagging as I did so. It took me a couple of hours to get him clean, plus I had to go get a case of peroxide, for both of us. It was almost as bad as the time the elephants got diarrhea.
Xylitol is extremely poisonous to dogs and cats, unfortunately that's not often labeled even on packages of pure xylitol. I use it as a sweetener and have had to educate many people in health food stores about it.
My gf and I were having a problem. I told her I needed to take a walk, but I'd be back. I kissed her on the cheek and walked out the door.
I got back and she had cleaned up, packed her things, and left me.
Well, better than one of my ex boyfriends, who invited me over, just to greet me in the hallway with all my stuff in bags, and told me he'd never had any feelings for me (after being with me for 2 years, introducing me to his family, taking me to 2 weddings etc., etc.). I then had to take the bus home, which took me half an hour, and I was sobbing the whole way. Worst part is: He had a car. He could at least have driven over with my stuff instead of having me commute an hour to and fro just for the most humiliating break up I've ever had.
Oh my gosh I'm so sorry for you! I hope that you're doing better now and that you can find someone who will be 10x better than this
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When I was around 7, I came home from a family weekend away, I walked into my room towards my cove. I had this hanging chain that you put your beanie babies on. As I passed it, it seemed like there was a bunch of dust particles in the air around me.
I started moving my hands in front of my face as if to push the dust particles from blocking my view... that was when I realized.
These were not dust particles, but rather hundreds upon hundreds of tiny baby spiders. While we were gone tons of eggs hatched and I was walking in all of them hanging from the ceiling on web strings.
I immediately ran screaming into the shower and refused to go back in for days after my dad killed them all. That was the end of me having beanie babies, time to grow up.
TL/DR: Hundreds of spiders hatched from eggs, I walked into them all over me.
better be safe and do all of Connecticut, this image is beyond horrible
Load More Replies...When I was around seven years old, and living in Texas, a black widow built a web in my window. I named her, and I would check on her every day. I didn't see her mate, but she made an egg sac one day. When it hatched, my parents finally sprayed them and killed them. That was my trauma. I liked that spider 🕷️.
I like spiders! They eat all the insects that DO bother me ;) I always capture and release any that I find in the house… except brown widows, as they are invasive to where I live, are displacing the native black widows, and are also aggressive, unlike most other spiders :(
Load More Replies...I hated beanie babies ! I don’t mind spiders! I feed the ones I find in my house! I feed them moths!
NOPE!!! I would immediately be cleaning my room with a f*****g flamethrower!!!
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She pointed out that the flight or fight response will set in within seconds of the disaster. "Initially, it is okay to go into crisis mode. It is normal to feel numb and in denial of what you are seeing in those moments. Our brains protect us from digesting the feelings until we are safe and have some type of support."
But once you have gotten people to intervene and manage the crisis, Botwin suggested that you leave the scene and go be with family or loved ones. "Find emergency workers, therapists, or loved ones to begin processing the experience as soon as you are able. Find people who can reassure you that all will be okay, even if it is not okay right now. Remember that no amount of loss or destruction can take away the memories or items that may have been lost. Give yourselves time to work through your grief, anger, and disbelief," she concluded.
Finding out my father had been diagnosed with cancer.
I recently found out when I got to work that my dad was diagnosed with cancer. Very treatable and he should be fine, but it's not something you want to hear at 7:50am.
So sorry your dad and you all have to go though that! Sending lots of positve energy your way 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💫
Load More Replies...Had a colonoscopy to tie off an internal bleed / hemorrhoid. Turns out is was a tumor, stage 3 colo-rectal cancer. My son, who had driven me and was picking me up, was there when I was given the news. I took it better than he did. 2.5 years cancer free
I can’t even imagine what my parents’ first thoughts were when I was diagnosed with childhood brain cancer, almost 9 years ago…
I hear you. I was in the USA, he was in Italy. I had to jump on the first plane I could to make it in time to say goodbye. It's still one of the most traumatic events in my life and it has been 25 years. The cherry on the top was that the doctors, who had given him 2 weeks to live 10 days earlier, were under-medicating him for pain. When I asked why, they said "You wouldn't want your father to get addicted to morphine, would you?". It's a minor miracle I am not doing 20-to-life in some prison in Rome.
My casual boyfriend doing full-demolition on my master bathroom. I had mentioned I would like to remodel it someday...
Hope it came out really nice, after having to put up with all the unexpected and unrequested mess.
The OP actually married the guy! And she said the remodel turned out really well.
Load More Replies...I was gonna say if you put some mortar in between all the bricks it might actually look kinda good but I'd like to see what he did with it
Kid decided to remove diaper after pooping, then smear the poop everywhere. Wife was covered in it and everyone was screaming. When I walked in, I assumed someone was severely injured.
Edit: This isn't even the most memorable poop story, just the most recent. This one was also one that fell to my lovely wife to deal with.
Let me tell you about the Potsy [passing away]. Back when my kids were maybe ~2 and ~4, they had this cooking pot toy. It would chatter away as you played with it, singing about food and colors. They also had this pop up tent in their play area. Well, somehow, the 2yo pooped in Potsy. It starts singing - "Every food, has a special color..." Well, the 4yo takes Potsy directly to the play kitchen and starts pretending to cook with it. At this point, they're playing quietly so no alarms have been raised.
Of course the 4yo then takes the Potsy Pot of Poo Porridge and starts trying to feed it to the 2yo. This is when the drama started, as well as the smearing. Potsy [passed away] that day, well loved and full of shtew. The tent was also a victim, as were some of the pretend veggies and utensils that came with Potsy.
I came home and half of the playroom was gone, and my wife had the thousand yard stare. We've since bought another Potsy, but the legend lives on.
The 4yo tried to feed the shtew to the 2 yo. So the pic is spot on
Load More Replies...We had a business meeting at our home with a prospective investor. My wife went to check on our daughter, in her crib, and she had "painted the walls" with her poo. She comes back green in the face and I end up cleaning it up with a toothbrush out of every crevice. About two weeks later, same investor, another meeting, she does it again. Those were the only two times she ever did it. And she was right. The guy was a piece of poo. We should have gotten the hint.
Lmao shtew!! Apparently when I was a baby my mom went to the kitchen for a minute and when she came back I had taken my diaper off and I had gotten shtew everywhere including up my nose and all over myself and the living room
One morning when my oldest kid was still in a crib and still in diapers, she had had horrible diarrhea overnight that had leaked everywhere. Apparently it was all over the crib and all over herself. Unfortunately (for my wife, but fortunately for me) I was at work and my wife had to take care of the cleanup by herself.
The screams of 5 mice stuck in glue traps.
I was in college and coming home for the winter one year and my mom had a minor mouse infestation. She decided to buy these glue traps to catch them and they were effective, however, unlike regular mouse traps that kill them instantly these just trap them and let them die of exhaustation and/or hunger.
When I got home that day 5 of them had gotten caught in the traps and were screaming their lungs out in desperation. It was such a terrifying symphony of screams and I had absolutely no idea what was going on when I walked through the door and worried that something had happened to my dog Snoopy. He was fine and after I called my mom she explained what was going on and asked me if I could take care of them, which was also a sh**ty thing to come home to.
All you need to take care of a mouse infestation is a 5-gallon bucket, a ruler and some tape. Balance the ruler on the edge of the bucket, so it is just barely resting on another object, secure it to the inside of the bucket with a piece of tape and put bait on the end inside the bucket. The weight of the mouse tips the ruler and the mouse falls in, the tape prevents the ruler from falling in too, and it automatically resets itself. Then take your bucket of mice elsewhere.
But far, far, far did I mention far away 😁 those buggers are smart and find their way back faster than you.
Load More Replies...Glue traps should be banned. They are awful. They big ones to catch snakes. Horrendous tools of cruelty.
Several years ago my parents put out glue traps after an infestation. Their senior cat was partly blind and stopped hunting. Cat tried to take a mouse off a trap and got her paws stuck. Brother freed her and then spent hours gently removing the mouse from the trap. Glue traps were tossed and a new hunter kitty was adopted.
There are humane traps you can use, which will hold them until you can release the mice outdoors—-you can even put the trap in your car (it’s enclosed, not wire) and drive miles out of town to the woods and release them there. Or you can chloroform them so they just fall asleep and OD. I always did the catch and release thing myself. Oh, and do NOT kill any black rat snakes you find in your yard! They’re not venomous, they have teeth and not fangs, though they will lunge at you and they can bite you if they feel threatened. Otherwise, as long as you go your way, they’ll go theirs, and the two of you can peacefully coexist. Just leave them alone to catch all ,the mice and other such vermin they can eat.
Yeah I was told to try one of those glue boards. A poor snake got trapped on it. We tried to save him but it was futile. Never again.
To save a creature from a sticky trap use oil. It breaks down the glue.
Load More Replies...You need to kill them once you catch them! How can anyone leave animals to die of starvation/exhaustion and excuse themselves of being softhearted??! This is so f****d up!!!
Glue traps are so inhumane.. please do not use them. At least snap traps etc, are quick. They also catch lots of other things.. OP is lucky the dog didn't sniff at it.
Maggots in the summer. I was at the cottage for a week and had forgotten to throw out the garbage before leaving.
They were everywhere...everywhere. I’ll never forget that day.
I hear they are pretty good in olive oil and garlic, with a nutty flavor. When I say "I hear" I mean it. I have absolutely no intention of ever try it.
once when I was really little, I walked into the kitchen and the floor was covered in maggots. that's probably where my fear of maggots came from.
Happened to me. Went for 20 day vacation, came home and saw fridge had stopped working. Maggots everywhere. Had to throw away all the food in it, except bottled stuff.
Lived in row houses once and a neighbour threw chicken out in an open garbage can on his back deck in the mid summer. Put a lid on it a few days later and then missed garbage day. His wife opened it the next week to take the garbage out and maggots everywhere. Smelled wonderful too.
This happened to my family once when I was a child. We went away for the weekend and my dad forgot to bring the rubbish out. They were everywhere, even in the sitting room. The floors were all tiles so we were able to use a hose and wash it all out, it was disgusting though.
When I was in about sixth grade or so, my family and I adopted a dog--Sally--we had found abandoned with her pups. We found the pups a home and decided to keep Sally, little did we know the mom had separation anxiety.
Before I left for the school bus one morning after my parents had gone to work, I was to put Sally in her kennel, but she absolutely REFUSED to get in. Knowing I was already running late, I just gave up and left.
When I came home that afternoon, it was pure destruction. The blinds had been destroyed, she had scattered all my things on my desk on the floor--including a small fish tank--and the house had a myriad of broken objects throughout. Let's just say my parents weren't too thrilled, but I managed to persuade them to keep her.
To this day she was one of my absolute favorite dogs. Who woulda thought?
We had two Golden Labradors and one day we needed to go out for a couple of hours, leaving the doggos to hold the fort. It would seem that they had a touch of separation anxiety too, as we arrived home to find a three-foot gash chewed out of the wall - but that wasn't the worst of it. My mum had bought my dad a MASSIVE box of chocolate brazil nuts for his upcoming birthday containing probably 30 or 40 chocolates. She had left them on top of the chest freezer thinking they would be safe there, out of reach and double-boxed. They weren't. Our Sam managed to get up there and devour the entire box, and went on to leave little puddles of poop throughout the house. Not only that, but every time he farted, he put a dent in the fridge. We spoke to the vet and they said monitor him and if anything changes to take him in. Fortunately, his cast iron stomach ensured that he didn't suffer any ill effects and went on to live a long and happy life. My dad got socks that year.
I have questions about "everytime he farted, he put a dent in the fridge". Did you put the dog in the fridge to contain/punish him, or is this some regional saying?
Load More Replies...We went through the exact same thing with our first dog, a rescue. But it was even worse because we lived on the 2nd floor. She actually managed to run away about 3 times by jumping off. We'd find her in the park nearby and she'd be totally fine, no physical injuries, just horrendous separation anxiety. We quickly got a 2nd dog which helped when we left them home alone
My dog once jumped out of a second story window onto cement to look for me. She was fine. She was my indestructible dog.
Load More Replies...I had a rescue dog that came with a lot of issues, such as separation anxiety. (I've got many stories about her) Right after I got her, I went to my sister's house for my nephew's christening. They lived just out of town on 5 acres. My dog was happily running around outside, doing nothing wrong. My BIL was concerned because they had new landscaping and he was worried she would ruin it, so he made me to put her in my car. (It was not a hot day and all the windows were cracked, she was fine) I came out an hour later to find my interior completely destroyed! EVERYTHING. I had her for 15 years before I had to put her down.
Can relate. I left my newly adopted 6 mo puppy in the house for a while to get some more doggo stuff (kind of an emergency adoption as he had a slight fever and the shelter was going to euthanize him shortly if we didn't take him, si we didn't have stuff for him.) Came home and the drapes in the front room and the blinds in the back room were completely destroyed as well as two sets of blinds upstairs. He never really got over his separation anxiety in the entire 17 years we had him.
My parents adopted a pittie who had severe separation anxiety. Who knows what she experienced before she got to the shelter (nothing good, we were sure,) and she was already rejected twice and returned to the shelter when we adopted her. My parents took some days off to make sure she's OK, but eventually had to go back to work and leave her home. The first day they were gone, she jumped out of their third story apartment window and was running around the neighborhood. I'm sure she thought she was abandoned again and went looking for her new family. Thankfully, a neighbor spotted her, called my mom and the dog made it home safe, only suffering a chipped canine tooth. She lived with our family for another great 14 years and was the best god I've ever known!
I came out from work on a heavy rain day in late autumn to find my new used car flooded. The sun roof didn't seal properly and leaked. A lot. At first I didn't notice because I had parked facing downward on a hill. I started up the car, pulled out, and, upon hitting level ground, a four inch wave of icy cold water sloshed over my feet from under the dash. I couldn't get my head around it, just couldn't grasp what was happening. Stopping in the middle of traffic, I just sat there staring down at the wading pool on the floor of my new used car. After a few moments someone honked, so I drove home.
Yes, I knew I should go directly to the dealership, or a repair shop, or somewhere other than my own garage. But I didn't. I drove across town with water sloshing back and forth around my feet like in a sinking ship. I remember laughing out loud at one point, thinking, "Maybe I can dry it out with the leaf blower."
In the end, I sucked it out with the shop vac and manhandled a full-sized dehumidifier into the backseat, rigged up to extension cords to run all night. I went out every couple of hours to empty it, and the next day I parked it in the sun and left all the windows down.
After a few days it was dry, so I took it in to have the sunroof repaired. To this day I have no idea why I didn't want anyone to know what happened. It's not as if it were my fault or anything. Maybe just that the experience was so weirdly surreal that I couldn't break the spell.
The Jeep is kind of a bad example for this story. Wranglers have floor plugs you can pull to drain water out of the inside. Don't ask me how I know this.
Your "don't ask me how I know this" makes me mightily curious! 😊
Load More Replies...I used to have a 2008 Mustang which were apparently notorious for allowing rainwater to collect through the windshield grate. I remember leaving work in a downpour to attend a funeral, and suddenly there was 3" of rainwater sloshing all over my feet, which came from the dashboard. Ugly.
Love the way this was written, great insight into the state of mind of OP at the time.
HYad the same thing happen to me. I drilled a hole (later patched) on the floor under every seat. It was an old Renault 4, not worth worrying too much about it.
I’m just amazed you were able to get the flooded engine to turn over! I’ve had my car splashed by someone driving too fast in large puddles left by heavy rain that just stopped (like a freak cloudburst—-and I don’t live in the desert), and the wave of water went over the hood and flooded the engine. The engine just stopped. I had to pull over and let it dry before I could get it to turn over. Personally, I would’ve had the upholstery professionally dried and cleaned, to mitigate the possibility of mold and stink developing. But you do you, OP.
All sunroofs leak, its impossible to make a perfect seal. They get around this by having what is essentially a catchpan above the headliner with a drain tube to carry the water out of the vehicle. This drain is usually towards the rear, so pointing downhill only makes a leak into the vehicle more likely.
Got home after work, sat down on my couch. Caught a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye. Turn towards the love seat and see a squirrel sitting on top of it. Then look behind the love seat and see that my air conditioner side paneling was torn to shreds and all over the floor.
Chased the squirrel out and made better side paneling, but the squirrels never stopped trying to get in. It was horrible hearing them scratching and gnawing. My landlord tried putting up some wire fencing around the window hoping to prevent them from getting in. Instead, they would manage to get in and then forget how to get out. So they would be trapped between the wiring and my A/C, panicking and gnawing and the window sill and and I’d feel bad for them and despise them at the same time. This went on for a long time and I now f*****g hate squirrels and window A/C units.
My friends printed and framed a particularly good photo of one of those squirrels attempting to get in. And bought me a squirrel throw pillow.
Is that a pillow you throw at squirrels? Or a pillow with a picture of a squirrel on it?
We have birds that like to nest in our chimney. You can hear them fluttering their wings around in there and it’s creepy sometimes. (They’re not causing any harm and we don’t use our fireplace, so might as well let them stay.)
I rehab wildlife. Squirrels can reduce a piece o'furniture to mulch in an astonishingly short time. Cinnamon oil, bitter apple, cayenne pepper work- once they've gotten a snootful o' something unpleasant they tend to remember. Toy plastic snakes( realistic-looking) placed in the area also repel them for a time- expect a chorus o' cackling & barking tho as they have to alert everyone else.
My dad had cancer and we were taking care of him for almost a year. I went away to my cousins birthday party for the weekend and came back to him almost dead. I appreciate that my mom didn't want to ruin my weekend but i never would have forgiven myself if i missed his passing.
Have a friend who went off to school about 3 hours away. Her dad was diagnosed with massive cancer throughout his body on a Monday, but knowing my friend would be home that coming weekend, her parents decided to tell her face to face instead. Her dad died that Friday. Her cousin came to pick her up as planned, and they drove home. She was in such a state of shock she didn't believe it was real until she went to see him in the hospital morgue. She was absolutely shattered.
Well the dad was in that state for over a year so he couldn't have known when it was going to happen or get worse
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Once my family returned from dinner out (a few hours at least!) and upon entry back into the house we noticed water leaking from the garage roof. Turns out our top floor toilet tank had cracked and water had been continuously pouring and was cascading down the stairs, through all three floors. A ridiculous amount of damage.
Those water detection alarms are really clever - they're little cones you place on the floor around high risk places (e.g. under your sink, in the basement) and they emit a continuous beep when water touches their base. The water completes a circuit inside them, you don't even need to put batteries in them. Recommended!
Well, you *do* need to put batteries in them once, but those batteries last up to a decade because they draw no current at all unless they are alarming.
Load More Replies...The tank-to-bowl bolts, or the fill valve nut being too tight and putting excessive stress on the tank. A sudden shift in temperature can send it over the edge.
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I went on an exchange study trip abroad. The university helped me sublet my student accommodation to [an] exchange student while I was away. Before returning home, I called the department secretary for some study-related stuff, and she quietly asked, "How much have you heard?"
It turned out the student had trashed the apartment, then ran away to another country without a trace. The janitor had to get in there because of the smell to remove some garbage, and of course the rent had not been paid. It was only due to the department secretary putting a lot of pressure on the company that sponsored the student to pay my rent that I was able to keep my place. I still had to spend a week cleaning and had to throw away a lot of stuff.
Dog had had surgery on both paws. Husband decided after a few days that he trusted him without the cone of shame. Arrived home to find bits of white cotton scattered down the hall. Followed them to find the living room floor covered in blood and the dog in his bed with a paw swollen to twice its usual size after he'd shredded the bandages and ripped out his stitches. Worst treasure hunt ever.
My vet has special bitter bandages so that the dogs wont lick or tear it. Really good stuff
Tell your husband that, unless he has graduated from Veterinary College without telling you, he should NEVER take it upon himself to decide that an animal’s cone of shame (which we used to call it an Elizabethan Collar) should come off. The vet puts it on them for a very good reason. To keep from accidentally making your pet’s injuries worse, Follow. The. Trained. And. Licensed. Veterinarian’s. Directions!!!
We put my cat in a cone of shame. When she came home, the other cat was terrified and starting running. Cone cat thought something was scary so she, hurt leg and all, also ran. They just ran around in circles. I was sad to miss it but my parents thought it was really funny.
I think it would be coming home after working from 8am - 11pm in college. Walking in completely exhausted from the weekend and hoping to crash before your 8am class, only to find that there is a massive party going on in your house. Also, when you finally get to your room there are strangers in your room smoking.
My sister was a teen mum.. when she was 18 (so her Daughter was 1) she had her 18th birthday party at home..my parents later took her Daughter with them to stay over at the hotel at the top of our little village ..party continued..they trashed the place! Some others had heard about the party that weren't invited..they emptied my Dad's little bar, used my nieces cot as an ashtray and completely trashed my wedding cake (her birthday was just before my wedding day) ..cost my mum and Dad a fortune to clean and fix the place up ..
I will never understand how things can get out of hand like this
Load More Replies...Isn't it like... illegal to work that much? Idk, I don't know that much about how jobs work
They may have meant class and a job, or two jobs even
Load More Replies...A dead rat on my living room floor with its heart ripped out. *Sigh*....cats...
they are ALWAYS ripping the hearts out of the mice
Load More Replies...**"Mommy! I bring you presents!"** At least it shows your cat likes you.
I too had an Aztec cat as a child. Every morning walking out the door to school there would be hearts on the ground.
I came home from work and my bedroom door was wide open. My sister's cat got in my room. He dropped my, almost dead, gerbil at my feet while I was crying.
This happens to us on the regular. Rats, mice, shrews, pigeons, magpies, birds. Some dead. Some alive. Some alive that go on to die under the furniture and give off the most horrendous smell. *Gag*
Something happened, and the bottom of my fish tank just split/spiderwebbed while I was in class. When I got home, the entire floor was soaking wet and all of my fish were dead. I was so sad :(
oh noooooooo not the fish :( i have a fish right now, and I would be so sad if he died, he’s like two or three years old now
Thousands of ladybugs that hatched, were swarming around and on the white siding of the house. And then I went inside and a couple hundred were hanging out in my livingroom on the ceiling.
Came home to millions ( no exaggeration) of lady bugs inside the condo, bedroom, bath, everywhere. Had to vacuum them up. I used to like the little guys, used to. It was 30 yrs. ago, too bad no smartphone, I would have taken pics!
We get ladybugs come inside in winter too. Sometimes lots of them. But not enough to be intolerable. I rather like them because they’re such benign little creatures. I remember reading somewhere that the Japanese consider ladybugs in a house to be good luck (if anyone can confirm or correct that, please do—-I’m always happy to learn true facts correctly!)
Towards the end of 6th grade, I found my mom waiting at the door for me when I got home. She had to explain to me that my grandfather - her father - was going through cardiac arrest and likely wouldn’t make it. He passed a few hours later.
6th grade is awful young to deal with death. Hope the OP’s parents were especially helpful if they were having a hard time grieving or wrapping their young head around the death of Grandpa, especially if they were close.
Unfortunately death happens, and there's not a perfect time for it. It's up to the parents to explain what has happened in a way that is factual and sensitive.
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My house has been broken into. I got home, and there were two police cars in the driveway. A neighbor reported it. The house was trashed. I have no idea why, I'm not material and don't keep much on hand. The guy got away, and I cleaned up. Not a good day.
Same. He took a load of replaceable stuff that didn't matter but he also took a gold watch. The watch was gifted to me on my eighteenth birthday by my Great Aunt (who had since died) having belonged to my Uncle who had died young. I had never even dared to wear it in case it slipped off my wrist and I lost it. Yet this scumbag trashes my home and takes it for what, drugs? I did some digging around and got a name but have never acted on it. But I hope that whenever Eddie Whelan (from Broomhall in Sheffield), microwaves his dinner, it's cold in the middle. F**k you Eddie Whelan.
Same with us. This was in 1991. My hubby and me were both working. Reached home in the evening. Our lock was broken. Valuables stolen. A neighbour had locked it with their lock. Evening gave a police complain. Police came and went thur' all rooms. But no thief was caught nor anything stolen returned to us.
Pittsburgh received an ungodly amount of rain this spring/summer. Neighborhoods flooded, houses slid down hills, and the Point went underwater. Needless to say, it was a good year for a new homeowner like myself to discover how water affects a home. Two months after purchase, I come home from night class (was at work since 4:45 AM) at 9:45 and the house smells and feels damp; I knew something was wrong and my gut was sinking. Let me preface that my basement hates me. So much has happened in that basement over the past two months that opening the door to the basement is enough to trigger a day’s worth of anxiety, let alone having this sinking feeling there may be water down there. I make it 1/4 down the stairs and immediately I know there’s water down there somewhere. I can smell it. I peer over to the other side and there’s water pouring in from the exterior basement door and the back half of the basement carpet is soaked. Like, it’s black it’s so soaked. Fortunately, the unfinished side has a drain and vinyl flooring, so there was no issue over there, but between the humid, damp, and musty smell of the finished side and all of the house centipedes strewn about the room enjoying the crappy environment, I was feeling downright defeated. Before I started cleaning, I discovered a large maple leaf clogged the surface of the drain in my the exterior walkway to my basement, and caused the entire walkway to pool up with rainwater. I was up until 1:30 AM that night shop-vac’ing the water out of the carpet. I’m very fortunate the carpet is all-weather, so I could allow it to dry over the next few days. I promptly purchased a dehumidifier and atrium drain the next morning. To this day, I am still paranoid every time I come home. Side note: I guess I should be happy I had a house to come home to, considering a few slid down the hills.
I live on basically a rampart. My backyard has a slope up and my front yard has a steep slope down. Needless to say, my back patio that is nestled in the L of the house, I have a huge flood problem back there. Even with an elaborate sump pump system my hubby installed. I live in Florida and yes, I get anxious every time it rains. I'm too old to move, and the mortgage is paid in full. Can totally relate to this person.
I remember this, thankfully my basement is concrete with a drain right by the basement door. It sucks and old Pittsburgh houses, while nice, are pains in the a*s
When I was in college, I went away for a weekend to come home to find that my roommate had attempted to hang a tv on the wall. Guess the first time didn't work because there was a massive hole right next to a tv on the wall.
They tried to hang it in the drywall only, causing the drywall to tear out and the TV to fall.
Load More Replies...I came home to an open door because my brother forgot to close it. Nothing had been stolen, luckily because our dog had been on the prowl. Not that she would've done anything to a burglar, though.
Hold my beer, 1st one - Came home and neighbor's house had completely exploded. They had a 2,000 gallon propane tank that was being refilled from a tanker truck when there was a spark. 2nd one - was walking back home from elementary school when I saw most of a cargo plane that was carrying cows to japan buried nose-first in the basement of a neighbor's house and every fire engine in the universe surrounding it
A robbery It was during a summer heat wave with high heat and humidity. I came home to an apartment where several things felt off. I took a p**s, removed my tie and sweat drenched dress shirt before noticing a wide open window. I proceeded to take an inventory and called the police. Thankfully I had renters insurance and they missed my laptop.
Technically it's a burglary, not a robbery. Robbery involves the use of force, burglary and theft do not.
This just happened 2 weeks ago.. I got home from a night out to find my landlord with self inflicted gun shot wound to the head. I can not get that image out my head. I sobered up almost immediately.. R.I.P Lew
Oh, that's sad. What a terrible thing to have seen. Would it be wrong to wish you an infinitesimal, very specific bit of amnesia?
Load More Replies...Once my husband and I came home with our monthly grocery trip. He went outside to our cooler and I hear him start yelling and cursing. Our cooler had been unplugged and sitting in the NC summer heat for a few days. Meat was so horribly bad, some had even exploded in their packaging. We had to take out bags and bags of rotten, hot meat. Apparently, my husband had unplugged it though I feared for my kids' lives thinking they had done it.
Came home to an ambulance outside my house. I panicked thinking something was wrong with my parents. Turns out my drunk crazy cousin tried to stab my mother so my father and brother beat him unconscious and then phoned for an ambulance and police.
Good god, that's absolutely horrible. I hope you are doing well ❤️
Load More Replies...Good for her, but my apologies, I hope your still friends.
Load More Replies...When I was way younger, my dad had about 11 ferrets and a Bassett Hound. Came home to one ferret shredded and the rest hiding under the furniture :(
For me it would be arriving home after a babysitting shift two streets away to find a lot of family and friends over I hadn't been expecting. Then my mum tells me my disabled brother was very near the end of his life. I'm still a little bitter she didn't call me to come home earlier, but he did last a few hours longer. It wasn't completely unexpected, yet was at the same time.
not me but my ex. he left work on friday - normal day. he had a tropical fish tank in his office. over the weekend there was a power surge and it affected the heater, super heating the water. he came back on monday to a tank full of bouillabaisse. felt awful for him.
I came home from school, senior year, a few months shy from graduating to newspapers with black circles all over them all over my parents bedroom floor. My mom circled every available apartment/room/house for rent for my dad. That was how I found out they were getting a divorce. I ended up dropping out of school because it was too much, but I did go back and passed. My brothers never forgave my mom and one brother died from overdose but my parents just weren’t happy and fought all the time
Lived near a bayou (for flooding overflow) and sometimes saw wood rats. Got up one night to find 3 of them in my kitchen eating the dogs food. I freaked out - I HATE rodents, only pests I scream about. Roomie and hubby kill them. Sterilized the kitchen. Few days later, 3 more. Finally figured out they had eaten through the wall behind the stove. Landlord has it fixed and exterminator comes. About 3 months later found 1 upstairs w/babies! Exterminator comes again, we set traps in & out. Never figured out why they were suddenly coming in. Moved soon after
This just happened 2 weeks ago.. I got home from a night out to find my landlord with self inflicted gun shot wound to the head. I can not get that image out my head. I sobered up almost immediately.. R.I.P Lew
Oh, that's sad. What a terrible thing to have seen. Would it be wrong to wish you an infinitesimal, very specific bit of amnesia?
Load More Replies...Once my husband and I came home with our monthly grocery trip. He went outside to our cooler and I hear him start yelling and cursing. Our cooler had been unplugged and sitting in the NC summer heat for a few days. Meat was so horribly bad, some had even exploded in their packaging. We had to take out bags and bags of rotten, hot meat. Apparently, my husband had unplugged it though I feared for my kids' lives thinking they had done it.
Came home to an ambulance outside my house. I panicked thinking something was wrong with my parents. Turns out my drunk crazy cousin tried to stab my mother so my father and brother beat him unconscious and then phoned for an ambulance and police.
Good god, that's absolutely horrible. I hope you are doing well ❤️
Load More Replies...Good for her, but my apologies, I hope your still friends.
Load More Replies...When I was way younger, my dad had about 11 ferrets and a Bassett Hound. Came home to one ferret shredded and the rest hiding under the furniture :(
For me it would be arriving home after a babysitting shift two streets away to find a lot of family and friends over I hadn't been expecting. Then my mum tells me my disabled brother was very near the end of his life. I'm still a little bitter she didn't call me to come home earlier, but he did last a few hours longer. It wasn't completely unexpected, yet was at the same time.
not me but my ex. he left work on friday - normal day. he had a tropical fish tank in his office. over the weekend there was a power surge and it affected the heater, super heating the water. he came back on monday to a tank full of bouillabaisse. felt awful for him.
I came home from school, senior year, a few months shy from graduating to newspapers with black circles all over them all over my parents bedroom floor. My mom circled every available apartment/room/house for rent for my dad. That was how I found out they were getting a divorce. I ended up dropping out of school because it was too much, but I did go back and passed. My brothers never forgave my mom and one brother died from overdose but my parents just weren’t happy and fought all the time
Lived near a bayou (for flooding overflow) and sometimes saw wood rats. Got up one night to find 3 of them in my kitchen eating the dogs food. I freaked out - I HATE rodents, only pests I scream about. Roomie and hubby kill them. Sterilized the kitchen. Few days later, 3 more. Finally figured out they had eaten through the wall behind the stove. Landlord has it fixed and exterminator comes. About 3 months later found 1 upstairs w/babies! Exterminator comes again, we set traps in & out. Never figured out why they were suddenly coming in. Moved soon after
