Why?

Why is it that even though I objected, we still got a dog?

Why is it that she's supposed to be the kids' dog but I ended up feeding and caring for her the most?

Why is it that it's my job to take her to the vet now that her hips are shot and she's having bladder and bowel issues?

Why is it that I feel like crap having her put down even though I don't particularly like the damn dog?