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This month has been ridiculous. So ridiculous that I haven’t even been blogging, which means it’s been really ridiculous.

I had the worst day today that I’ve had in a long time. We got a huge vet bill from boarding Roland over the weekend. He tested positive for giardia again despite being vaccinated, and they treated him again despite the fact that he didn’t respond last time. They gave him a bath but they didn’t trim his ten-foot-long toenails, which was part of the deal. They didn’t put him in doggie day care like we requested, so he was probably kenneled most of the weekend. And on top of that, he’s lost weight and muscle mass (probably because we haven’t been exercising him enough since I started school) and now they think he has pancreatic insufficiency and want him to have a $200 blood test to prove otherwise, even though I pointed out that he doesn’t have the main symptoms: constant diarrhea that is grey and slimy, and a total lack of energy from not getting any nutrients. Quite the opposite: he’s hyper to the point of me wanting to euthanize him (I’m kidding) and his poop is solid aside from when he gets emotional about something. So I’m pretty frustrated with the vet right now.

After that, I went to a new dentist who’s advertisement stated that she had lots of cool stuff for people who have dentist-phobias. It was cool that I got to watch Barack Obama on the ceiling, yes, but I was going to get out of there cavity-free until they used a frickin’ laser beam that showed that I had a cavity that was so small it wasn’t showing up on an xray yet. Bleh. Frickin’ laser beams.

Then I went to the post office and apparently bumped into the rudest woman in my life who told me that my mother would be sorry if she knew she’d raised me with no manners. This was after I evidently bumped into her twice without realizing it, although there were about 40 people in line. I set her off when I accidentally put a piece of paper over something of hers while we were sharing a tiny space to write addresses on. I had a few choice words for her, but her young daughter  (or niece or whatever) was there so I refrained. I cannot tell you how badly I wanted to swear, and how loudly, too. Mostly, I just wanted to tell her that she better hope and pray that she is never my patient. Karma will beat that woman over the head some day, preferably with a large blunt object. I probably wouldn’t have been so pissed, and would have been ultimately more clever, if I hadn’t been having such a bad day to begin with. If there’s a god, he or she was without a doubt testing me today. I believe I passed when I chose not to tailgate that woman all the way home or sic my German Shepherd on her.

After that, I went to the dog park, and I swore that if anyone jacked with me, I was really going to lose my temper. It happens very rarely but it can be quite earth shattering. Luckily, everyone got my vibe and stayed away.

I hope you’re all having a better day than I am. Admittedly, I feel much better after an hour of hard kickboxing. I hope to post more in February and it won’t all be negative, either!