Poor dog.
How's your wife? Will her injury heal quickly?
Turned out to be a massive sprain with no fractured bones. Thank God and alll the angels of mercy and fuck and all!! Problem is, it is her right hand and she is right hand dominate.
Fucking crazy is the fact that she was forced to come in to work the next day, despite showing all the managers that she could find, a doctor's recommendation that she not use her hand for four days. She had to come in to work and go through hours and hours of "safety training" bullshit. (Punishment? Maybe.)
Then, still, she had to come in the next day to fill out a fucking mountain of forms (using a pen on paper, ffs) all about how well she had learned all the safety crap that she had gone through the day before. She objected at length, then used her left hand to write in all the forms and, according to her assessment, most of what she wrote was illegible.
Anyway, except for having been abused (in my book) by her bosses covering their collective asses, she is fine and healing well.
There is a huge, large, massive, enormous amount of shit, speckled with brilliance and deep understanding of the way the world works I can say about how management's just getting a small amount of leverage over the union this past vote has changed how her UPS job works, which might take weeks to express in its entirety. However, therefore, and or but, it would best be left for another time and thread.
As far as the dog, we all know how brave dos are. This little guy has impressed me many times with his courage; trying to know me, trying to allow me to be the alpha he needs, trying to find a way to live near a person (leader of the pack, let's say, thinking in the terms a dog understands) with whom he is terrified to be around. He still tries AND I try my best to be as gentle and gracious as possible with him.
Now, after two days, the dog and I are getting back on track. He sees me caring for my wife's injury and seems to allow the possibility that I did not do this to her.
I think that dogs are way more intelligent than "science" gives them credit for. (I know I am personifying him a bit, but anyone who does not get this should try living with one. Then you will understand) We know they love with no bounds. I only hope that he feels my unbound love for him.
BTW, this little dog was there in "humaine" care for over seven months before we got him. He was not the dog we had met, chosen and fallen for over about three weeks time (that one was a small beagle mix). But, on the day we went to pick up the other dog, the "foster family" who had been caring for that dog had decided they were keeping him, so we had to begin choosing again.
We saw this guy and he was perfect and, even though he seemed scared of me, he took up with my wife and daughter instantly. (I nicknamed him "The Lady's Man") So, we chose this "full sized" chihuahua and never looked back. Admittedly, I often feel that I might never have a normal relationship with him, but we are both working on it.
