He just threatened to hit me

He woke up and immediately went into argument mode over Baby Girl's grooming. 

Some questions I asked him:

Not in order

"Do you think it's a treat to live with you?"  and I left it at that without all the personal attacks he was making. 

"When was Baby Girl first shaved?" 

"How long has she been getting mats?" 

"What happens when you only shave the mat, what happens to the surrounding fur?" 

"Why won't you brush her?" 

We went back and forth for a while.  He thinks I am "jealous" of her because I have made remarks about her adoration of him.  I was kidding.  He can't even take a joke, apparently. 

I have made comments like "I wouldn't want to lie there" when she lays on his feet.  Apparently that is me, the vicious and envious bitch, out to shave his cat and "punish" them both. 

Then he made a lot of personal attacks and did the "Woe is me it is SO hard to live with you" routine which I may bitch about online but I never make personal attacks on him in person like that. 

He threatened to hit me.  I said to go ahead, I would file charges and he could enjoy his time in jail.  Would they even let him have a wheelchair in his cell or would he have to crawl?  I also taunted him, not smart, saying he couldn't kick my ass even if he wanted to.  He said he would come after me when I slept. 

I set my room up so he cannot get the wheelchair past the foot of my bed.  He can barely take one step without the wheelchair so not worried.  Plus I keep my stun gun close at hand. 

I didn't tell him any of that.  I just scoffed.  Again, not smart.  If you see a news story in Houston you can refer them to this blog. 

I did tell him "If you are so miserable with me, if you HATE your life with me so much, end it.  RESIGN the business.  Call adult protective services.  They won't let you live in the gutter, they will find some place for you WITHOUT ME IN IT.  And you will be free and you can stop bitching about how terrible your life is"  That took him aback. 

Then I told him he was no treat to live with, and took some trash out.  The punchline to all this is that he will NEVER have it as easy and as good as he has it with me, a doting servant to jump up at his every little whim, an employee with a strong back and a good mind, a loving caregiver for the cats.  And there will be no cat in his next life, he will never find a "provider" to help with that or someone who can keep an eye on her health, purchase the right food, clean and fill the water bowls, etc.  Ignorant people tend to loathe cats and that is all he will get as a caregiver. 

And I doubt I would need to tell him this; he will get someone he respects even less to roughly shove him in the tub, get his groceries wrong, etc.  He would be good and sorry in very short order and it would be too late because I would not take him back.  Once I am free I am not looking back. 

Of course the cats are an issue. 

He kept bitching about my music the whole time he was drinking in the kitchen.  I told him it was the same music, same volume level the whole time he was sleeping.  He slept for several hours through it so obviously not an issue, besides this is on a tiny motherboard speaker and not even a whole speaker system.  But he complained bitterly. 

When being abusive didn't work he decided to have a pity party for himself.  He is very invested into seeing himself as a long suffering victim of me, God, everyone.  I ignored him as much as possible.  He said it "wasn't my fault" - what, I'm not sure, I "just had a defective mind and couldn't understand what the cat needed" - all trying to hook me and get me triggered so he can point and go "aha you ARE CRAZY, DEFECTIVE, AND LESS THAN ME!" 

I have recognized that sick little narcissist game at least. 

He is still going on, the gist of it is "she doesn't feel pretty when I pet her any more".  Well, I told him, TAKE CARE OF YOUR CAT and brush her daily.  I told him this is all his fault because he lied to me and told me he was brushing her every day.  He did not deny that, and he would have.  I said he failed the cat and she had to be shaved as a result. 

He kept going on about me again and I told him if he neglected her again, she got matted, I would absolutely take her back and have her shaved again.  He almost came out of his wheelchair at that. 

Between us I will be taking care of her.  - I just bought a grooming glove for her.  If Ron ever steps up he could easily use it as the whole hand basically goes in a mitt with no thumb.  You pet the cat through the glove and it collects the fur.  It had very good reviews. 

He had this long dialogue in the hall by himself.  After he asked for Kratom, which I gave him.  I do find it annoying that he is always bugging me for it.  I give it to him to take himself (in a baggie or bottle) and he ignores it, throws it on the floor, and then asks from me.  I did find the two bags I had ALREADY given him, next to his bed, and left one there and gave him the other to put in the kitchen.  Now let's see if he remembers it. 

He didn't used to be so needy and dependent.  It is not appealing.  It's like he thinks he can treat me abysmally - he wouldn't even take me to the Waffle House, the first time I have asked to eat out in months - horrible verbal abuse, mind games, threatening me, etc.  He thinks he can get away with it if he just peeps at me and is helpless. 

I would much rather have a confident, assertive, proactive man who does his physical therapy, takes his medicine, does what he can, and respects us both.  He is correct to some extent I would never stay with him if I were able bodied.  But he is wrong if he thinks this is the way to keep me around.