Better dead than alive.

Im starting to think that the dogs are better off dead than living under the care(Or lack of care) of my parents and sister. Pieces of shit they are, off to Malaysia separately with absolutely no fucking plan on what happens to the dogs. How can they fucking leave them to the care of my sixteen year old sister whos attention span is as short as a gold fish's and with selective vision(fucking amazing how she cannot see the pee and poo around the house while still being able to watch her koreans variety shit on youtube.) I came home from work, house is in the usual pee and poo mess. Through their pleading eyes, I know they have not been fed. Fucking hell, its 10pm, 5 hours past their usual dinner time. Being creatures of routine, can you fucking imagine their anticipation for a mealtime that never came? In their puny minds they must be wondering what the fuck is going on, wheres my food?. Worse still, mum told sister to feed them rice from last night. fuck! Those rice were not heated for the past 12 hours, and from what I know about microbiology, eating unheated rice stored for longer than 6 hours is a guaranteed way for a stomachache. Pieces of shit, you two deserve my yelling over the phone. Do not feed food that you yourself will not eat to your dogs. I know I joke about feeding stuff to my dogs, but I have never once feed them food that I will not eat myself. On my way home, I was thinking about mother's day. I have a great mother, but If Im a dog, I don't think ill share the same sentiment.