bad days

I've had the worst of luck the past few days, and I'm sooo afraid its just going to continue escalating. My bosses have been pretty much absent from the area for the past two weeks... at least. Usually they are in meetings or just elsewhere in general. But whatever, that's fine, the work is easy and intuitive. So I had been waiting around to let them know I had to take Bella to the vet - it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, the vet had an opening at 4:30 and I found out about it really late. So I thought what the heck? They haven't been around all day, seen one of them once all week... I will just leave a little bit early... yeaaa. Well that came back to bite me har har... this will be sooo appropriate later. Apparently one of my bosses decided to "drop by" for a once-a-week checkup, literally, just to stop in for a moment, noticed that I wasn't there... and apparently none of my coworkers said anything even though I told them all in the morning where I was going.. so noone spoke up about it and he was infuriated. So I'm driving along in 5 o'clock Albany traffic, Bella is crying and howling because she hates the car, and I get a happy happy phone call from my boss "oh hey, soo where are you?"... ah yes, and a bunch of "you-should-haves" and all else that goes along with someone who doesn't have control, realizes it, and gets mad. Sooo whatever... my dog's health is more important to me than my boss's opinions about me [I made that explicitly clear in my interviews - family ALWAYS comes first]. And the vet visit was a relief. Bella apparently just has allergies, that's why she bites her feet and itches her ears so much, good to know it wasn't fleas or any insects crawling about. Andd the evening goes by pretty well... that is until right before I'm about to go to sleep. Bella had found something under my bed and was chewing on it before I went to brush my teeth, but I thought maybe it was just one of her hairs, because she - like Whisper - likes to eat her own hair for some reason [gross!!]. So I go and brush my teeth one of the best times of the day [wooo], and go back into my room, to her still chewing on something under my bed. She looks up at me when I walked in making funny faces and chewing really awkwardly,  her tongue flying out of her mouth like she was eating peanut butter. I went over to get it out of her mouth, because who knows what it was? At this point I knew it was something she shouldn't have gotten in to, so I pry her mouth open and see nothing, but apparently she had dropped it on the ground right before I did that. Well, in a split second I see the thing on the ground and it looks like one of her nails [they are getting long], and I was mortified. So I grabbed it to stop her from chewing and then she flipped. She was a little terror, growling and biting at my hands... and she wouldn't stop. I had to grab her jaw and hold her away for her to calm down. I was so horrified. I let her get away with a lot, most of the time we basically have a mutual understanding of our space, but enjoy each other's company. She is strangely independent for a small dog, but I've always seen that as a good thing, especially because I can't be around her all the time. But this outburst was so uncalled for and just bad, bad behavior. She shouldn't be doing this to me of all people... I'm supposed to be seen as the leader. I guess this would make my decision to let her go a little bit easier, it's just sad that she has to be like that. She lets me take her food away without even the thought of nipping at me, and then turns into a fit of rage when I try to take away the tip of a colored pencil? [by the way, that's what it was a brown colored pencil tip, that looks jusst like one of her toe nails]

Sooo yes, after these uncanny and upsetting events I decided that the next few days will probably be completely horrible, which is unfortunate because it always seems like things go bad around Mary Ann's birthday : (. I guess I can only hope for the best, and just not really expect anything.... ahhh so depressingg. I can't wait until work is ooover!

- c