How to Justify Anything, or Life on the Sunny Side of the Street

My silly dog, who is, honestly, normally very, very good, today took off after a coyote, and straight across a busy feeder road very near our home. Of course I freaked out. Haven't run that fast in years. We have a huge empty field at the end of our street, and on the other side of the road is a huge provincial park. He saw that coyote and he was gone. I knew exactly where the coyote was headed and so I ran like I've never run before and all I could do was pray that he wouldn't get hit by a car or get lured into a fight with a pack of coyotes. Luckily, neither happened and he is just fine. Once I got to the other side, he and the coyote were actually playing, which I thought was kind of funny, once the searing pain in my lungs had abated somewhat, and he actually came to me straight away, though he looked over his shoulder at the coyote once or twice as he came to me.

Whew. So I got home, shook a bit, phoned my hubby, said, guess what happened? And then K came for her lesson. Aside from having Mr. P here, I couldn't have wished for anyone better to be with me just then. It was scary. So anyway, K informed me that her mother, when she picked her up, would be bringing one of these very decadent Subway-like cookies. Well, I'm on a diet, so I received this news with mixed feelings. Then K said, of course she might forget to bring you the cookie ... Which I thought would be okay because I'm on the diet, But then we decided that it goes something like this: it's all good because if,

1. K's mom forgets the cookie then I don't blow my diet and;
2. If she remembers it, then I get to have a cookie!

See? It's easy if you just try. You'll be able to make good just about anything. And as for my dog, yeah, well, he won't be going off-leash within two miles of a road ever again. A lesson well learned if I learn it.