Fine Lines...

I missed the fine line last night. In an attempt to teach the princess about not crying wolf, I missed the line. Instead, what we ended up with was her howling like a wolf.

The princess and our new puppy Holly, aka the pup, were playing in the floor last night. Well, the pup is in her bitting, but not really biting stage. That is, until last night... The pup again nipped at the princess and what I hear next is akin to the howling of a wolf. But, mysteriously, it is coming from the princess and not the pup. What exactly is happening that would make the princess go literallly wild? After a brief, sobbing princess explanation, I mistakenly tell her that she had been nipped at before and "it's not like it's bleeding or anything... come here and I will kiss it and make it better." While pulling back the princess' golden locks... yep... you guessed it... blood is dotted around the little round puncture wound that was created by the pup and her needle teeth. Wow... there is not much that can make you feel worse than that. After a brief apology to the bleeding, howling princess and the promised kisses, all was well with the world again.

Mrsbballref learned again that you never doubt the princess. Why can't I remember that? When you doubt the princess, you are usually wrong. I need to remember where our line is.

The princess learned to not put her face down within striking distance of the pup. She had to adjust her line, for her own protection. Her line is wide, bold and now sealed with her blood promise to not cross it again.

The coach has been crossing a new line this week also. His line is the... welcome to the big league, baby... DII... conference play in the SAC. Coming from the NAIA side of the line, the coach and his boys are new to the NCAA side. While they hopped way over the line with their win against Mars Hill this past Saturday, they were shoved back a little last night in their loss to Lenoir Rhyne. LR is the old neighborhood bully, trying to keep out the new guys... "this is our side of the line".

Coach is not having any of that. Nobody is gonna bully his boys... well, except him, of course. I know he will get those boys over the line to stay. And, just like in the Mars Hill game, everyone will wonder how the new boys managed to hop over that line and kick the old bully where it hurts.