Good News....At Last!

When I first got to work today I called the Vet to check on Oliver. They said he was responding extremely well to treatment, had actually inhaled the food they put down in front of him this morning. His preliminary tests all came back great. Plus he seemed to be getting meanier and meanier by the minute.

They still wanted to keep him another day and wait for the rest of his test results to come in. They did see a slight congestion in his lungs, but nothing to be concerned about. His heart rate was strong and he seemed to be doing great. I should be able to pick him up tomorrow barring no sudden complications or negative test results.

I went through the day feeling much better. Joe and I even started talking to each other. But then I fucked that up and made him so pissed off that he wouldn't talk to me again.

Basically I volunteered him for some work that I shouldn't have. One of our bosses, Ms. S, is famous for riding your ass all day once you get involved with something of hers. I tried to apologize for doing that, but Joe didn't want to hear it. I finally sent the following instant message to him before I left for the evening:

Camlaw(6:59:04 PM): I'm truly sorry for volunteering you for that job. It was wrong of me. I should have just let Ms. S decide who she was going to assign it to.

Camlaw(6:59:09 PM): This has been a very hard week for me. I'm trying to adjust to the changes in our relationship and I am having alot of difficulty. I miss my friend... ANYWAY...have a good weekend.