Which reminds me of another miscalculation I made as a mom last Saturday. I went to the park with B and our "little" dog, Lulu - the 55 pounder. Well, B asked if he could hold her leash, and I totally thought "let's see", not really thinking thru what it meant to have B trying to hold onto a dog that outweighs him by about 15 lbs. Well, Lulu saw a mini-Pin, and took off running after it while B tried to keep up. He didn't think to let go, and ended up getting dragged about 2 feet on a brick path in tears. It was heart breaking. I replayed it in my head, and realized I might have looked like a terrible mother, because instead of stopping right away to comfort B, I ran 10 feet ahead of him while he was still on the ground crying to check up on Lulu. I wanted to make sure she wasn't scaring another child or going after another dog. I was pretty sure B was going to be ok for those few extra seconds (there were moms I'd been talking to right behind us and I knew he was safe with them) while Lulu was the unknown factor in that situation. Amazingly, Bodhi didn't even end up with a scratch, but I know that was a scary and frustrating moment for him. Afterwards we did walk Lulu on her leash together to smooth out any hard feelings B may have had about the whole thing. The poor fella.