Maybe that's the next step merlot, buying a Jack Russell! Actually I did have one, my ex husband wouldn't let me take him when we split up and the dog subsequently bit his new wife! Go Buddy!
I have given up! He sat earlier on his bed, strumming his guitar. I asked him if that was what he was doing and said that ten minutes throwing things in a black bag would be more beneficial. (Actually I didn't use long words, they would take too long to get through his long, thick, curly, unruly hair!) He carried on playing. Then he went out with his mates, so I've had a lovely night on my own.
I've just learned these last few months not to rise to his mood swings and to let him be if he is being a pain. He was worried this morning that Donald Trump was going to get to be President so I didn't rise to his arguments and left him to go to college and discuss it there.
NHS U turn on trans terminology