Don't worry, lady, I'll stick to kids with 4 legs

So, its absolutely GORGEOUS out and Dakota had been staring at me all afternoon begging for a little paw-to-pavement time. So I conceded.

We were happily trotting along, she had a stick in her mouth, I had the new Lily Allen piping through my ears. Usually Dakota likes to stop and sniff a squirrel or two and a quick tug on the leash is enough to redirect her attention. So when she was lagging behind longer than usual, I decided to stop and see what the big deal was.

The big deal was a little girl dressed like a pink fairy. We stopped and chatted a bit. She pet Dakota, then asked if she could walk with us. I looked around for her adult and didn't see anyone, upon asking her where her adult was, she said that her mom was working on her car and that she said she could walk around the block. Fair enough.

Halfway down the block, I heard what I believed for a brief moment to be the first waves of the Apocalypse. Mind you, we live 2 miles from the airport so loud noises are not unfamiliar. This noise trumped any jetliner. It was a crazed mother screaming her child's name. When she saw me and the little trixie gallavanting about, she ran up, swooped her offspring off the sidewalk, and walked briskly away yelling "This is MY DAUGHTER, MY DAUGHTER!!!", while the little wand in her hand waved back at me as if to say "I'm sorry, lady, my mother is crazy and will one day set up a nanny cam in my room"

She departed before I had time to pause my ipod but had I gotten a word in, I probably just would have said, "Thank you for reminding me why I work so hard to ensure that women have access to birth control and reproductive rights, you can keep your kid".