Fussin' and Fightin'

There are times when I actually dread leaving Muddear with Mike. While I am very thankful for the personal time Mike affords me by granny-sitting I become guilt ridden because of how poorly Muddear treats him. Muddear argues with him, curses at him, and at times her behavior is downright rude even evil towards him. I experienced it first hand yesterday when I asked Mike to wake Muddear up from her morning nap so I could give her a wash up.

"Muddear, it's time to get up."
"I'm tired and don't want to get up."
"Nikki said you need to get up now so you can get washed up."
"Well come get me up."
"Cm on Muddear, it's time to get up."
"Why are you always talking so harsh to me? You know that'll be the cause for you to lose your job and not get another one. You and that harsh talking."
"Muddear, I am not talking harsh to you. All I said was Nikki wants you to get up so you can get your wash up. What is wrong with that?"
"You know what's wrong. You always have harsh words for me. There is no reason for you to even talk to me."

At this point I tried to intervene. I did not like Muddear's nasty tone and comments.

"Muddear," I said. "Why are you giving Mike a hard time? I asked him to wake you up, because I was in the middle of doing something. He didn't say anything wrong"
"You don't know how he treats me."
"Muddear I was standing right here and heard how you were talking to Mike."
"Mike don't need to say nothing to me and you need to mind your own business."
"Muddear, please stop. You are being mean for no reason and that is not right. I will be back in a few minutes."

Mike and I left the room while Muddear continued the fuss and fight. The last words we heard were...

"Always bitchin!"