It's been a very interesting day. First, the trip to the wake went well. It was sad circumstances, but it was so good to see old friends that I hadn't seen in years. My brother and I spent a good evening together.
I took Belle to the vet. This is the third vet we have seen in this practice. She told me the complete opposite of what the vet told me on the two visits beforehand. She said Belle may not have allergies and that her itching might be a sign of emotional distress. Then why have I had her on that horrible prescription food? Then she offered to give Belle allergy shots for $99/month. No way. We did agree that Belle needs more help with her anxiety so I have to go to the special pharmacy tomorrow and get Trazadone compounded into a liquid. She'll take that every day in addition to her other nerve meds.
I was upset over that and running late by the time we got home. I quickly changed and went outside to meet my brother. There was Stick Man. I spoke and moved past him and he started in on me about beating Belle again. I uttered no profanities, but I told him off to a fare-thee-well. There was more, but I will not trigger some of you by repeating what he said. I emphatically told him to leave me completely alone. Tues, I will call the office and report him, for all the good it's going to do. My next step will be the police, but they won't do anything because he didn't raise his stick or try to bother Belle today.
I hurt almost everywhere tonight.
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