Walaahi oo Bilaahi I used to.
I probably still do right now, but not as much.
The thing is, in the old apartment where we used to live, there so many dogs it was crazy wlh. There at least 3 great dane dogs on my floor.
I hated going on the elevator. There was this floor that had the most dogs, floor 7 I think, and every time we went past that floor on the elevator, I used to hid behind my parents.
One time, this huge dog was on the elevator with me (my parents were there alx), and I kept screaming until the dog left. The super tenant sent a letter of compliant because of the noise.
In the end, we left that apartment (for quite a variety of reasons, dogs were the only one). It was tough, though. Tough times indeed.


The thing is, in the old apartment where we used to live, there so many dogs it was crazy wlh. There at least 3 great dane dogs on my floor.
I hated going on the elevator. There was this floor that had the most dogs, floor 7 I think, and every time we went past that floor on the elevator, I used to hid behind my parents.
One time, this huge dog was on the elevator with me (my parents were there alx), and I kept screaming until the dog left. The super tenant sent a letter of compliant because of the noise.
In the end, we left that apartment (for quite a variety of reasons, dogs were the only one). It was tough, though. Tough times indeed.


