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Thursday (which is my Friday) was rough: There were multiple Charlie pee incidents, plus I ended up at work 30 or so min after my shift ended, got noise from a customer(s helpdesk) over a ticket already over a week old that I had been the only one (as far as I could see) to take any ownership of...over a backup circuit, which I then had to kind of deprioritize* with respect to other tickets...that kind of thing.
Then, C and me to vet on Friday, turns out Charlie has a very large (think rugby ball sized) tumor on his spleen. Ultrasound on Wed which means I drop him off at my moms on Tues eve. He is about 75 lb / 34 kg.
Charlie managed to slip past my dad this afternoon while I was out with my mom figuring out what phone she wanted. My dad called my mom while we were in line at Sams Club.
I panicked and went into straight-lipped, no-talking, cussing, driving too fast and too angrily anger mode and figured Charlie would just die today on his random run, hit by a car and/or just the spleen exploding and him bleeding out, alone somewhere. My dad tracked him, so I was able to finally walk behind C on a path around a lake and be able to get to close enough to him and leash him up (obv C not my dad) about 1/2 around the lake.
I am fucking exhausted from today. I m not actually furious with my dad; I was upset hearing that Charlie has something wrong, and upset my dad just took it for granted that he could leave the door open (this is what I am assuming happened; my parents have 2 little dogs and I am sure they never try to run out past my parents).
I have left C with my parents before. I will have to ask what on 5/9 happened with compared to then.
I mean, Im upset w/r/t what I heard from the vet. Having your greyhound, who can easily run miles away, escape from an area he doesnt know, well, also upsetting. Especially knowing he will most likely run away from anyone trying to call the grey (unless the caller has a duck quacker, and, even so, that may get the attention of the grey, but not always the grey on his or her way back towards the call).
i will just be over here being glad he is sacked the fuck out from his adventure.
(but secretly still upset in general, sayin)