DON'T DO IT

It's 7:00 a.m. and raining, Patrick went outside then crawled under the covers with Junior, after I towled his butt off, and Stephen is asleep downstairs.

Took Patrick to a geocaching picnic yesterday and ended up leaving him in the truck,because he couldn't behave himself, barking at loose big dogs, and getting hostile with one. I've never seen the hair stand up on his little dog neck before, but it did, as well as a ridge standing straight up along his backbone--cool!

Insisting on adherance to the rules set down by Geocaching.com on my caches has brought nothing but enmity to me, so I have decided not to be such a hard ass. This group that has been so nasty to me has proven this to me, and I am going to let people slide from now on. It is just for FUN, after all. It's just a GAME. Let people play the way they want. It's not like there was something at stake, like a championsip, or a prize. And perhaps I have been too stern. .. No, I am not going to elaborate. 'Nuff said. Live and learn.

-TR-