But I've had a really bad day.
And I just wanted to
Gracie got hit by a car this morning. It was so damn scary. I was washing dishes, my MIL and nephew went out to greet the milk truck (they bring fresh milk daily) and Gracie must have followed. I didn't realize. The next thing I knew, she was yelping and ran in the house. An awful, horrible, yelp that was ear piercing. I was so scared, I didn't know what was wrong. Everyone was talking in portguese, my poor dog was hurting....
She is doing alright now, thank goodness. It looks like she is just banged up. The car just hit her it didn't run over her. No broken bones, just abrasions, and very sore. She has been laying on the bed all day. She did drink and eat a little much to my relief.
And on top of everything else, my families drama has followed me here to Brazil. Do they call and say, hello, we are thinking of you. We've missed you so much. Is there anything you need? NOPE. No. They call me to talk about the other and complain. And Im sorry, it's not really my style to air family grievances, but it's been a long day. And I want to complain.
Now I'm watching my poor baby lay there and I'm thanking God that she wasn't more seriously hurt. And I'm taking a deep breath, counting blessings, trying to be more grateful, and hoping that bed time comes really soon tonight.