She hasn't gone in weeks. I don't know if it the soap opera of trying to get her son back(he's in foster care in Utah) or working her fast food job is getting to her. She wont tell me or my TBM dad anything....She's grouchy all the time at home, always snapping at my dad or me..
While I'm glad she's skipping "boring Morg church" (copyright 2002 by Southern Idaho Inactive), that does put you in the position of accompanying your dad to church. I'm sure he appreciates that you do.
I was under the impression she was shortly going to get her son back months ago. I agree that is what is putting her on a short fuse. Sorry you and your dad are her verbal targets. It's not right that he puts a roof over her head and she is treating him poorly. Or you either.
Not the pup-pups, too. My elderly cat (older than Princess) gives me the same comfort as Poncho and Princess do to you and your dad. Baby Sis could receive comfort from her stress from P & P as well, but she snaps at them instead.
It does tell me one thing, A. I don't think she's quite ready for custody yet. Toddlers are a lot more stressful than chihuahuas and Jack Russells.
They offer promises of "moral teaching" (which they don't come through on), of your own world in a magical celestial kingdom (if you're a man), which will never happen, of "fellowship" which stops if you ever cease toeing the church line, and of a progressively older bunch of "singles" they'll try to hook you up with and get you to marry so you can hopefully produce some kinder-mormons before you get too old.