I started hanging out with my now husband in March, started dating in April, got engaged in May, married in November, and are now pregnant. His dogs are driving me up the fucking wall. The little one has eaten 4 pairs of pajama pants and at least 6 pairs of Victoria Secret underwear, she sleeps under the blankets with him, which honestly grosses me out. She shits and pisses in the house, I've started shutting my kids' doors so the dogs can't go in there. He just cleans it up and says because he...