You may recall my recent query regarding the friend who rang me when she was drunk even though she knew it would be 4 am where we were...Well, yesterday she telephoned to wish me happy new year, at the rather more sensible hour of 4 p.m. Unfortunately, this was about two hours after I got back from the vet with my dog, with a diagnosis of advanced cardiomyopathy, i.e. heart disease. Basically, my perfect 5 year old pooch could drop dead any minute. So I really wasn't in the best mood to speak to anyone, or to remember any of the wonderful advice and comments psoted here. She noticed I didn't sound all that happy to hear from her, and I did sort of expect her to mention her lunatic phone call at least, and hopefully apologise for it, but she just seemed to want to chat. So when she asked how I was, I said "I've just found out my dog is going to die." I'm guessing she will put my foul mood down to that, rather than residual disagreeableness about her personally. I wish I could have handled it all better.