I love cooking and every now and then I invite my friends over, throw something tasty together, and we all hang out. This past weekend, the weather was Perfect , so we all wanted to do a BBQ. Well, I decided to move the time from midday to the evening. Because one of my friends always brings his 6-year-old, and I physically, emotionally, and spiritually cannot handle this child. I usually don’t have a problem with kids, but this one? This one is different. This one is cruel to animals. My friend had to rehome his own cat because his kid wouldn’t stop hitting it. And my friend? Does nothing. Acts like bringing his kid to social gatherings is a babysitting break for him. Even though there are only dudes and no other children. And heaven forbid you mention the kid’s behavior. then you get the whole “You don’t have kids, so you wouldn’t understand” speech. Well, I do have a dog. A rescue, who’s sweet but shy, and definitely not a fan of loud noises or children. So when I host, I want it to be a safe spacefor my dog. So I moved the BBQ to the evening. My friend got mad, because he couldnt come because over some bedtime drama with his kid. he thinks I’m excluding him. And okay, yes. I am. I’m excluding his demon spawn for the safety of my dog and the sanity of everyone else.