Somtimes Writing About It Makes It Seem Better

The players:

The dogs, Jasmine and Thunder.

Me.

Two unknown women and their tiny little doggies.

The location:
Our driveway.
The story:
This morning I woke up and went to let the dogs out. There were two women walking their dogs down my driveway. That driveway up there in the picture. It leads to our backyard which is surrounded by river and marsh and the rest of our yard. 
Looking at the picture perhaps it seems obvious that it is a driveway and not a road leading traffic 3′ outside our bedroom window. But people walk down our driveway all of the time. They end up in our backyard or herb garden tromping around.
So why do I feel like an inhospitable bitch when I ask them to leave so that I can let my own dogs out in my yard to run and potty at 7:00 am?
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About Blue Eagle Dreamer

Shamanic High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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