And then my dog eats the box of choclates I got for my grandmother. Now I have to go spend what's left of my Christmas money (and I actually didn't go over budget this year) in order to get them replaced!
And Smokey didn't even get sick! ARGH!
EDIT: For the record, I love my dog. I'm just angry because I can't punish him because he won't know what he did wrong and his own digestive system won't make him at least feel guilty.