It's no wonder

No wonder Chance doesn't like children--they throw rocks at him! I heard Chance and Callie barking last night and when I looked out the window, some kids were throwing rocks at them! I hate to say this but if those kids ever get near him, vengeance will be his. In my warped sense of thinking I understand my babies better than anyone, I'm almost positive Chance was also defending me from the aggressive children. And you know, I love how protective he is, especially with my current schedule. He was a stray we found on the side of the road and there is no telling what may have happened to him in his previous life. We are pretty positive he was abused but we're positive he now knows what it means to be loved.

And let me clear up a misconception many people have about me. I don't hate children; I am stressed out by children and I do not like to be stressed. In most cases, I despise the parents and would rather not be around their misbehaving, whining kids. It is usually not the kid's fault as they do not know, or understand, how to act. I really enjoy being around nice, well-behaved children that understand the word no. I think one of the most disturbing trends in parenting today is a reliance on others to explain boundaries--daycares, teachers, tv, etc. Many parents are not active participants in disciplining their children, and this ambivalence creates a monster of a child that doesn't understand leadership or authority, not to mention morals.