I came home from my second job on Friday evening at around 11pm after 15 hours of work and this is the note that was on my dresser:

"Jen-

Duncan was let out, Duncan was played with, Duncan was given treats and pet with love. He attacked Jack twice. The second time he ripped Jack's ear. I can't live with him and I don't want to watch him while you're at work anymore. I love you and always will but this is just f*ed up at this point. He needs to find a new home. You can stay."

Nice right! I was furious and upset to say the least. SHe doesn't own the house and has no authority to kick anyone out first of all!!!

Secondly, she doesn't have to "watch" him while I'm at work. I make special arrangements with both jobs so that I can go home on days I have to work at both places (Thurs & Fri) and take him out and feed him dinner. He doesn't need to be "watched" He's not a toddler! He LIVES there and so does she. All she has to do is be in the same house as him!! I have made sure his needs are met, what does she need to do?

Third, I do feel bad about Jack getting hurt. You all know that I love Jack and hate to see him suffer. BUT...she does stupid things and that is why Jack is getting bit by Duncan....She refuses to admit that Duncan is the alpha dog and still clings to the flimsy belief that Jack is the boss, he is just a laidback boss....
She tries to force him into the roll and he doesn't want it and then fights break out. For example, when one person is home with both dogs and the person is sitting in the living room on the couch, Duncan is on the couch and Jack is on the floor. If you try to get them both on the couch, a fight will sometimes break out. It's hard to explain but little weird things like that will sometimes set off a fight. And Duncan is the aggressor but I think he's jsut trying to establish his dominance. They arent' trying to kill each other, just usually alot of snarling, growling and snapping. You see the difference between my roommate and myself is that I don't try to force them into any roll or treat them like children. I try to treat them like dogs and let them work it out and I have only been witness to one fight in the last six months and that was over a bone. I dont' know....

Anyway, did she REALLY, for one second, think I was going to get rid of Duncan???? Especially because she "told" me too!?!? She must be off her medication!!!!!

So long story short, she apologized the next day but I still haven't spoken to her and I need to get a place for just Duncan and myself. I can't live with this unstability. Duncan and I will both be happier with our own space. I will finally be able to give him squeaky toys!!!!