As you could have guessed, it was my kids that got me into this mood; but it was poor Kayden (a friend of my oldest daughter) who got caught in the wake of my fury. I was determined to get a hike in, because I had been denied the last few weeks. I was leaving at 1:30 pm, and that was that. I invited Kayden to come along, and I let her know the deadline. She called at 1:30 to let me know she was on her way. I told her I was sorry, but on the way was not good enough, because we were leaving. I still feel a little bad about it; but I'll confess it felt a little good too. I've always tried to suppress my inner bitch, but I'm finding sometimes she's really great to have around. She just needs to be controlled is all.
Summer and two of her friends were coming, and now that I had an extra seat I decided last minute to take my other bitch along--my dog, Lexi. I don't usually take her hiking with me, because just like my inner bitch; she is not easily restrained. But she really needed the exercise, and if there was ever a day I felt up to showing her who the alpha was, it was today.
|Cute bridge alert!|
After that, I made the girls go a little farther on the trail, until my odometer said 3.5 miles. (to make a nice even 7 miles for the day) Heading back, I finally felt like I had Lexi under control--my "calm, assertive" self was kicking in, and it felt good. I told the girls to go on ahead, and that we would meet at the first falls that we skipped on the way up.
|3.5 miles...we get to go back now!|
I greeted them with a very welcoming "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!" They seemed shocked--they explained they simply didn't notice the falls and kept going. (which was exactly my point...how could you possibly not notice the falls?) Though, I had to admit it made a lot more sense than a triple kidnapping--why do our minds always go to the worst case scenario? Summer said when Lexi came running to them with no leash, they figured I had fallen off the cliff. Love makes us worry...and even though I had to apologize for getting so angry, the other girls assured me their parents would have showed them just as much loving rage.