rSlash - r/Entitledparents Karen Tried to Kill My Dog

Episode Date: July 4, 2025

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Buy your online Go Pass ahead of the show at Gotransit.com slash tickets. Welcome to r slash Entitled Parents, where an entitled mom tries to pimp out her 14 year old daughter Our next reddit post is from scaredy cat I'm a 45 year old woman and my mother is 71 and we have a difficult relationship My mother was an old-school traditional wife She was a homemaker never did any work outside the house had far more kids than what I think is healthy Seven girls and six boys. She's originally from Guatemala and came to the US when she was 14. She married my father here,

had her family here, and tried to make sure myself and my siblings had old school values, something she really failed at. Most of my siblings are as far from my mother as humanly possible. Two of them sadly passed away. I'm the only one that stayed near to take care of my parents. And since dad died, I've taken on my mother's bills so that she can live more easily. She's always been a dramatic headache, especially when it came to my marriage.

She babied my husband and always took his side. I only wanted one kid, but my husband wanted as many as biologically possible. He told me he also only wanted one when we originally talked about marriage. My mother helped him mess with my birth control so I got pregnant with my youngest. I don't regret my youngest daughter, but after she was born, I secretly had my tubes tied. My mother always berated me for being faulty since I only had two children. That's not even counting how she berated me for marrying at an older age.

I married at 22. She married at 16. My husband was 49 when he died in a car crash recently. We shared two daughters who are now 14 and 16. He was also having an affair with a girl since 2020. The girl was 24 when she died. Together they had twin boys early this year who, thankfully, survived the crash. My daughters found out about the affair first when their father took them to the hospital

to meet the babies and told the girls to keep it a secret from me. They didn't, and my husband became abusive towards them and myself. We were in the divorce process when he died. When my husband's affair came out, my mother blamed me. She said that it was because I was a working woman who didn't please her husband. That I didn't give him enough children. That I wasn't pretty anymore. I'm not going to say that I'm super attractive, but I think I look good for my age.

I've kept my weight well enough, and I look relatively young for my actual age. But no, according to my dear mother, I wasn't good enough for my husband who needed a girl closer in age to our daughters than to him. She also was on the group of people angry at me when I refused to adopt my husband's affair children. Her newest form of crazy is she's trying to find husband

for my daughters. What? Mainly focused on my eldest. This crazy plan started this week when my eldest came out to us. I had an idea that she was gay, and I'm happy she felt comfortable enough in this massive mess that we're in to still tell me and her sister. My daughter also decided to tell my mother about it.

My mother just ended the call. Then she called me to scream about how confused and sick my daughter is. She sent me links to conversation camps, psychologists that claim homosexuality is a sickness, who are wackos in my opinion, political articles, etc. She even wanted to see about doing an exorcism. I told her to stop it or she would be in no contact with my in-laws. She stopped for literally 24 hours. The next thing I get is a Facebook message from a man in his mid-20s asking if it was

true that I was looking to marry out my 16 year old daughters. I told him he was sick and blocked him. I got six more messages throughout the night. Then my mother called saying that she found husband prospects for my girls. My high school aged girls. Angry has been an understatement. She even gave some of these men my daughter's cell phone numbers. We're all getting new phone numbers tomorrow and I had the girls put their social medias into private. I don't know what part of the brain is broken in my mother's brain.

I had the girls block their grandmother and everything, and I'm stopping payments to anything that my mother needs. I know I need to call the cops. I just never thought that I would need to call the cops on my own mother. It's been only two weeks since I've cut my in-laws. I'm just exhausted. Then OP posted a very long update, which isn't super interesting,

so I'll just summarize it to say that OP reported this to the cops, and it seems like the cops are taking this seriously and are looking into a restraining order. You know, I can't even tell what's crazier here. The grandmother who's trying to pimp out her 16-year-old daughters, or the guys who actually fall for it.

What, is she just meeting random men on the bus stop and is like, hey, you looking for a 16-year-old girl? And the guy's like, sure, yeah, sign me up. What, what, huh? Our next Reddit post is from jabmarrow. My very old dog was outside in our yard foaming at the mouth, gasping for air and it was coming out the other end. This was right after he had incontinence in the house.

I was crashing out because the vet said that he could die any day so I'm thinking this is the end. I'm in my yard figuring out what to do and I see in my peripheral vision some kid running up on us on my yard. This is not one of the neighborhood kids. He's from a party up the street. His mom said, hope it's okay if they play. My son is due for a doggy playdate. I physically put myself in between the child and my dog and the child effing punched me in the stomach. It took everything in me not to physically retaliate to a child.

Sorry, call me a bad person, I don't care. I respectfully restrained her child by the arm and marched him to his mom. She freaked out that I put your hands on my son. I ignored her because my dog was my only priority. Then the F'ing dad struts over to us and starts screaming in my face to never lay his hands on his kid again. His son just wanted to pet your dog. I was so overstimulated because the kid was screaming bloody murder, having a tantrum that he can't pet my dog. Meanwhile, my dog is having a tonic-clonic seizure, which is full shaking and unconscious.

They suddenly got real quiet and finally backed off. I hear the mom tell her son, The doggy isn't feeling well, we have to let him rest. Those parents are so effing lucky. I'm a healed person. I sat in my yard in the dark with my dog until my vet came to my house. My dog couldn't walk after everything that had just happened. He weighs nearly as much as I do, so I needed to help move him. My husband was away for work.

That was on Wednesday, and we put my dog down on Friday. Thanks for reading this if you made it to the end. I just had to get this off my chest, since I can't seem to let it go. Even my 4 year old daughter knows that you're supposed to ask for permission before petting a strange dog. So what's these parents' excuses? Our next Reddit post is from CheyMander. I am, unfortunately, the spawn of an entitled mother. And because of how my mom was, I decided to move out when I was 18.

After a night out, I had just gotten back to a relative's house, where I was staying for that week. I plugged in my dead phone. I turned it on, and it instantly blew up with texts and. I plugged in my dead phone. I turned it on and it instantly blew up with texts and voicemails from my entitled mother. Each message got a little more hostile until she was threatening that she was going to call the cops to come get me, and she was going to kick me out of her house if I didn't answer her calls right that second. If you've ever called a phone that was turned off or dead, it's pretty easy to tell because it goes straight to voicemail instead of ringing.

So I thought that it was ridiculous that she expected to somehow know she left those voicemails on my dead phone. I never called back. I was 18. She was treating me like a child, so I just ignored her for the rest of the night and thought about what I should do I decided since she said that I was getting kicked out if I didn't answer her call I should take her seriously and assume that I'm kicked out So the next night I go up there with some suitcases I walk in the house and sit them down and I'm immediately confronted about them. What are those for? I'm moving out Then my mom starts fake sobbing. I just go to pack my stuff.

I've seen her do this too many times to let her get her way. She realizes the fake crying isn't working on me, so she immediately drops the act. She follows me to my room, yelling and screaming, You can't leave me! I'm your mother! You have to do what I say! I'm 18 now. I don't have to listen to you.

Yes, you do, little say. I'm 18 now. I don't have to listen to you. Yes, you do little girl I'm your mom. I just continued to pack my stuff I'm just going to call such-and-such your relative and tell them not to let you stay with them Let's see how you like being homeless My mom called the relative and put it on speaker with this smug look on her face Like she thought that she was a genius. My relative said, hello? OP is over here screaming at me and being really rude. She's trying to leave and I know she's going to come over there.

I don't want you to let her stay with you, so don't let her. My relative just hung up and I laughed. Then my mom started trying to hit me. I was defending myself by holding my hands in front of my face, blocking her. Eventually, I lightly shove her away from me. I can't believe you would hit me like that. Where did I go wrong raising you? Huh, ironic, isn't it?

I'm still just ignoring her at this point. I get my dog's leash because I have everything I need for a few weeks packed up. I look around for my dog when I realize that my entitled mother grabbed her and ran into her room. No, you can't take everything from me. This is my dog now. I take care of her all day when you're at work, so she likes me better now. I'd raised this dog from a puppy since I was 15. I knew that if I left without getting her, I'd likely never see her again. We screamed at each other about who really owned the dog.

I told my entitled mother that I always hated her for taking everything from me for herself. That she was a terrible and selfish mother. My entitled mother got this look on her face like I was the worst person in the world for saying that to her. Then she laid her like 300 pound body down on top of my 15 pound little dog. The dog started yelping in fear, understandably. No, you can't have her. She's mine. You're the selfish one. I don't remember exactly what happened next. All I know was that she got up after I said something, still holding onto my dog, and she called my dad.

She said, she just came in here yelling at me and hitting me. I don't know what's wrong with her. Come home from work and stop her. Dad said something that distracted her long enough to put my dog down, and my dog promptly ran to me. Within seconds, I've got her on the leash, luggage bags in hand, and I'm sprinting out the door. Bye Felicia!

Our next reddit post is from Lord Pegasus. So I'm an 18 year old girl, and I have a very fluffy, very adorable cat named Mochi. He's basically my little buddy, and he's got one of those Instagram accounts where I post his funny antics. So a lot of people in my neighborhood know about him, including this one mom, the entitled mother, who has a 6 yearold daughter who's super into cats. No biggie, right? One day, the Entitled Mom messages me on Instagram, saying her daughter is absolutely obsessed

with Mochi, and asking if I could bring him to her daughter's birthday party the following weekend so the kids can play with him. I politely decline, explaining that Mochi doesn't do well in new environments and would likely hide or freak out around loud kids. The entitled mother's response? Well, can you loan him to us for the day? Yes, she literally wanted me to just hand over my cat as if he were a library book or something. She promised they'd take good care of him and even offered to pay me 20 bucks for the inconvenience. I politely refuse again, saying that Mochi isn't up for loan and I don't think that it would be safe or comfortable for him. The entitled mother immediately switches tactics,

calling me selfish and accusing me of gatekeeping joy from her daughter. She rants about how it's just one day, and you owe it to the community because I flaunt Mochi's photos online. Now I'm getting irritated. I told her that my cat isn't an accessory, and he's definitely not something I owe to the neighborhood. I assume that's the end of it, until the day of the party.

I'm in my apartment when I hear a loud knock on the door. It's Entitled Mother and her daughter with the girl holding a sparkly cat carrier. The Entitled Mother smiles and says, oh, we came to pick up Mochi. She acts as if we had agreed on this and just expected me to hand him over on demand. Completely stunned, I tell her, I never agreed to this and I'm not giving you my cats. The Entitled Mother's smile drops instantly and she launches into this loud, dramatic rant about how I'm ruining her daughter's special day and that I shouldn't show off my cat if I don't want to share. Her daughter starts tearing up and the Entitled Mother is giving me this accusing look,

like I've just broken her kid's heart on purpose. My neighbor down the hall actually poked her head out to see what was going on, which was enough for the entitled mother to grab her daughter and storm off yelling, I'll make sure everyone knows how selfish you are. Later, I found out from mutual friends that she spread a story around the neighborhood that I baited her daughter with Mochi, only to withhold him out of spite. No one really believed her, but she still gives me the dirtiest looks any time I pass

her. Mochi? Completely oblivious and unbothered, living his best life as usual. Our next reddit post is from NoCombination. This happened when I worked at a waterpark. The rules were very clear. Children under 12 cannot go into the pools or onto slides and rides without an adult.

The exemption was the family water playground where there were no pools or big slides. This mom left her kids, a 10-year-old boy, a five-year-old girl, and a three-year-old girl alone in the pool while lying on a chair in the shade about 200 meters away. The boy had a pool noodle while the younger two were floating with vests. One of my colleagues pointed out to the mom that she has to be with them.

To which the mom replied that in her case she doesn't need to because they're wearing vests and can't drown, because she herself is recovering from surgery and cannot be in the water. My colleague insisted that she get her kids out of the pool. Less than 10 minutes later, the kids were again in the pool. This time I told her she has to get them out, otherwise they would have to leave. She started arguing again that her case is an exemption because of her surgery and the kids are safe in the vests.

I told her, no, they're not safe. The idea of vests is to not leave toddlers alone in the water and that they could still drown. She got upset and called her husband, during which me and my colleague got her kids out of the pool and called our supervisor. When her husband arrived at the scene, he yelled at me about what his wife was supposed to do since she just had abdominal surgery, and that it was absurd to force her into the water. I said, maybe right now a water park is not the right destination for his wife

to spend time with their kids. Also, why didn't he come and swim with the kids? They played the ableism card and threatened to sue us. I have a friend who works at a local television station who informed me that that family actually sent their case to be broadcast, which the TV station declined. The family also had their lawyer write to the park's manager, who in return just sent the terms of use which were on display for the mob when she bought the ticket, where

it clearly indicated that under no circumstances children under 12 can be alone in the water. The manager never heard back from them. The really sad thing about this story isn't so much the entitlement. It's that this mom cares so little about her kids that she's willing to risk them drowning just because she's lazy.