FIGHT or FLIGHT COMPLETED . . . hit the button too early, sorry. This one's complete.

Pearl chose flight.  Of course there was nothing really to fight . . . so it was pretty much her only choice, other than just standing there and watching.  Let me start from the beginning.  Carol and I went out for a ride, Carol riding Scout and me riding Pearl.  Scout is Pearl's brother.  Before they moved here, Pearl used to go out alone with Scout, but since being here, she has never gone out with just another horse.  She did really well.  But as we were riding along, suddenly a horse-eating deer jumped out from behind a bush!  Well, it wasn't really a horse-eating deer, it was just a plain deer, but Pearl got it mixed up.  She took off in a flash!  It was such a weird sensation . . . one minute quietly riding, and the next minute, everything was a blur!  I got her stopped in fifteen or twenty feet, but it was altogether an interesting experience.  Pearl stopped when I asked her to, and I was able to see what it was like to try to stop a "runaway" horse.  Definitely interesting.  And of course, the rest of the ride was amazingly wonderful!

A couple days later, I went on another ride with Carol and her husband.  We trailered out to a nearby trailhead.  It's an interesting trail, but too long, so Carol and her husband created their own trail.  Carol wanted me to be the leader, but I didn't always know which way to go.  I'd ridden that trail a lot, but never as the leader.  When you're behind another horse, you just follow where they go, and since they are in front of you, you know that it's a viable place to go.  One time, when Carol pointed out which way to go, it was like, you've got to be kidding me.  She said, go ahead, and I urged Surprise forward.  We made it!  It's always an adventure out here, and I love it!!  I thank my lucky stars every day at the situation that I'm now living in.  It's like heaven itself!

Yesterday, I was supposed to meet a guy that I had "met" from online dating.  He lives several hours from here, but was in Prescott for a workshop of some kind.  We were supposed to meet between 12:30 and 1:00, so I got there at 12:40.  I stepped into the restaurant . . . there was a slick looking bar to the left with about twelve empty seats, so he wasn't there.  In the center, toward the back, was a huge and beautiful Buddha.To the right several couples were sitting at tables.  So I walked back outside to wait.

There was a bench in front of the next business, so I sat there to wait for him.  After a few minutes a woman walked by with a cute, little dog.  It sniffed my feet, so I asked it if it smelled Moki.  Then I asked the woman what kind of dog . . . it had really pretty coloring.  She said it was chihuahua and weiner dog . . . and made a comment about how beautiful it was, and then something about her.  The dog wasn't and neither was she.  Then she sat down at the other side of the bench.  Neither of us spoke, and I kept looking for the guy.  I considered telling her why I was there, but didn't.  A few minutes later, she stands up, walks  a few paces away, and says something about God and danger.  I blinked, looked at her, and felt really weird.  I said, "I'm supposed to meet a guy here from online dating, is this a warning from God?"  She said that if I think it is, then it probably is, and she walked off.  WEIRD WEIRD WEIRD . . . and . . . I have to say . . . it scared me a little.

The guy wasn't showing and I kept looking at my watch as the minutes ticked by.  I walked back in to ask the woman at the counter, but she was on the phone, so I walked back outside without looking again inside . . . I had seen everyone who came in, and it wasn't him.  I went to my car at least three times to see if he had sent me a message that he was going to be late, but nothing.  Finally, after one o'clock, I walked in again to ask the girl if someone had come in.  She said, "Are you Jerri?"  He was already there!  He had been there since 12:30, but the first time he was sitting in a spot where I couldn't see him, and the second time I went in, he had moved, but I didn't look.

Anyway, he was an interesting guy, but for me?  I don't know.  He really liked me, he's kind of a horsey guy, but I don't know.  It's not that the "warning" scared me . . . he seems innocent enough, but I don't know if there was a "click" there.  Then I think that with Don, there wasn't a click until the second date . . . so . . . who knows?