(image borrowed from rug hooker Gene Shepherd.)
This morning this was the mood I was in. Dang. I just wanted a little quiet time, a little time to read and pray. But all the neighborhood dogs were barking. That meant you-know-who was NOT in a calm submissive state of mind. And sooner rather than later that meant that you-know-who WAS NOT in a calm assertive state of mind. And that just makes me madder, that I can’t stay calm assertive. I couldn’t even close my eyes to pray. So I just prayed out loud with my eyes open. That actually worked pretty good. Because of what I had just read, I was praying for the people that irritated me. Pretty soon I realized I was praying for practically everyone I know. Oops, that’s not good. Perhaps the barking dogs were not my main problem.
So I made a list of things I wanted to accomplish for the day, and then set out on chore #1–take Noah for a long walk. We drove to the end of the road and set out to walk down this one particular street that is really pretty, and peaceful and quiet. First we met this llama with a very bad haircut who was intent on guarding his flock of sheep from us (pretty funny that he is guarding them from a guardian dog.)
Then we met this nice group of little sheep.
I was still in a pretty fowl mood. These sheep were doing what I really wanted to do:
This is really a nice place to take a walk. There were even some pretty wildflowers.
Ooh. We even saw this bobcat in the field with the sheep. He was pretty far from them though. Probably no match for that ferocious llama.
Noah was in a pretty calm submissive state of mind at the end of the walk.
I, however, had not quite achieved that optimal state of calm assertive dog owner.
Maybe I need to stop watching the Dog Whisperer for a while.
I really like it when Noah lays down in the back seat. A nice ending to our little trip.
Actually, the day ended up pretty good. I chipped away at my list of things to do, which included starting a new quilting project. Have I told you I am obsessed with this gal’s work?
I also spent some ‘quality time’ with the housemonsters on the couch, eating my one prescribed ’emotional eating’ cookie and watching more episodes of the Dog Whisperer.