Big girls don't cry... they get even.
Boyfriends can be a real hassle sometimes. They require constant supervision or else they revert right back to their natural state - "dogs". When this happens, there's no sense in getting all broken up about it, "Dos are dogs". You can either accept that, or be sad for the rest of your life. Me? I accept it, I just train my dogs, that's all and that means teaching them a lesson.