two trees up on a breathtaking hillside... waving in the breeze as if beckoning us to lay in their shade... to take in the amazing ocean views... views of ventura county and beyond... a welcoming trail... a leisure hike... a sun filled picnic. ...what could possibly go wong? well for starters you can lose your dog entirely for the first time in 8 years. you can painstakingly search the wretched cow pattied mountains for 5 hours with two little tots... scratch that picnic... never make it to Two Trees... cry your eyes out at the prospect of living without the dog you can't seem to coexist with... and then after that you can pray tirelessly, have a faithless meltdown... repeat "i have faith" 100 times, and then realize your mistake and say instead "i Will have faith" 101 times... suddenly see a moving spec-of-a-mirage in the valley below... then sprint through side yards and backyards to get a better view of the little 's' and end up in an avocado grove yelling pitiful requests of aid to a random, suspect criminal in the valley below who tells you off and acquires what you believe is your wayward animal... you can then cry miserably again and call the cops in a frenzy... have them show at about the same time said criminal appears with said 's'-dog. ...and just in case that's not enough excitement for one day you may be lucky enough to acquire a lovely tick just behind your baby's ear which then has to be excavated by a local doc who can't seem to extract the ol' mandibles... & finally purchase antibiotics. swell.
