We all have our own ideas, and sometimes they are so set that conflicts and fights evolve with other people. When we have strong ideas, and someone contradicts those ideas it is difficult not to be defensive! I like to be right, and when I know that I am right I like no one to contest my ideas. Of course I am not always right. To save getting into fights sometimes I have to say to myself, I know I am right, but I also have to say nothing to save a fight. Some people think they know everything, and when they are wrong I like to set them straight, but I am learning that for peace to happen I have to allow some people to think they are right, even when I know they are not! Well, that isn't what I intended to say, but it came out! Now for what I intended to say.
I was really intending to write about dog fights! Dogs are funny! We take our doggie Rand down to our youngest daughter's house any time we go to town because she and our granddaughter love doggies, and they don't mind at all. Our granddaughter has a little long bodied, short legged doggie, a Korgy type, and he loves to play with Rand, but Rand doesn't want to be played with. Henry bites Rand in the mouth, and Rand screws up his face, rolls his eyes, and growls! No harm, just an evil look and bad sounds. Ringo decides that he needs to protect Henry, so he goes to growling and barking. If someone doesn't stop Ringo he will attack Rand. Ringo also sits by the dog food sack and growls if Rand comes close to it! If someone doesn't watch closely there will be a fight, dog fight. Our daughter has a doggie, which I think is a pit bull boxer mix. That doggie, Spike, cannot be left alone at all with Ringo, because they attack each other, and the last time they were accidentally allowed together for one minute, they tore each other's legs up, until the blood was running, and open wounds were there. Our daughter got bitten trying to seperate them. That is the reason I have Ringo here with me these two weeks that our daughter is gone to California, because of that, and Carol nor our granddaugther either one are strong enough to pull the apart. I have had Ringo here with me one week, and I have gotten into trouble with my neighbors, our daughter here, once because Ringo was barking! Our daughter her cannot stand to listen to a dark bark. I kind of enjoy liestening to them barking, as long as there is a reason that they are barking, and it does not go on and on! I told Carol about the barking problem, and she told me to close the windows and let them bark, and that seemed to work.