[ang569]

I really want to do what is in line with truth here and morally right but I am so clouded with emotion, I am having a difficult time. I will try to make this brief and to the point...

My Mother died after a long battle with cancer and my Father was a saint. He was by her side and took really good care of her. My Parents had a really rocky relationship (Dad had many affairs and Mom always took him back), which may be irrelevant here, idk. During the time Mom knew she was dying, she planned her funeral arrangements, and told me her final wishes quite often. One of them being that she did not want to sale her home (which was a very emotional thing for her). She wanted the house to eventually go myself (IF I outlived my Dad), or my daughter. Mom died last February and my Father began dating this lady he had worked with, within 2 weeks. (My Mother also tried to tell me he would be remarried within 6 months, but I always told her, "lets not talk about that.") Ok I am not a child anymore but this was really difficult to swallow, but I felt he deserved to be happy and that this could be his karmic reward for taking such good care of Mom. Anyway, he wanted me to meet her about 4 weeks after she died and I did.
Then Dad told me he wanted to get married. My only request was that he wait until Mother had been gone for at least a year. He obliged and set a date in March. They asked for me and her Son to be in the Wedding and I did. Now, after the honeymoon, they are residing at her home (which is paid for). My Parents lived in my neighborhood, a few doors down and now the house is there with the 3 dogs, (2 of them layed with Mother on the bed until she died and she had them for 12 years), and 3 outside cats. For the last 13 months, either my husband, myself or my daughter have been going down to feed the dogs and let them out while they were out of town or he was working then out with her afterwards. Now, that he is married,it's in the afternoons afterwork, back down for a final outing before bed and all times on the weekends.

I tried taking them home with me. My husband was ill because we already have 2 in the house and one is 90# and a big baby. They all have to be right up under me and one of the females pees on the floor because she's old and nervous. The other one is fine but after observing both places, we feel that they are better together and in their home environment. Plus, it just was not working out where all parties involved were happy and harmonious. I still bring them down a night or two on the weekends though.

Now the 3rd dog is great. She showed up one day, obviously an abused stray who would not even let you touch her. Mom took her in and fed her and now she is fantastic. The next door neighbor is bitching about her barking at 5 a.m so, my Dad wants me to put her in the den at night. I have done this for the last week and I feel like crap about it. She is used to being outside in her lot and now the downstairs smells like piss. I feel bad coaxing this dog in because some jerk next door, who loves to complain, needs to be pacified.

I have asked Dad what he wants to do. He wanted to sell the house but I reminded him of what Mom wanted. Now, I just dont have a clue what to do and I know it is his decision but the downstairs garage is a total mess and me and my husband will be left with the work. My Dad will want to sell it without putting any work into it and take a loss.

I could go on and but I already feel that I have already lost some of you.
I just dont know what to do.

Please help me out here. Thanks for reading.