Dash has been walking with us to preschool on the odd day and last week one of the Mum’s glared at me when her daughter got a bit scared by seeing him, even though Dash was about 5m away, tied to the pram out of the thoroughfare of the kids way. I walked home and thought to myself that this mother is going to cause me trouble. I talked about whether taking Dash to preschool was OK with a few other preschool people and they gave me the thumbs up assuring me that what I was dong was OK because he was not in anyones way, and becasue no-one else walks therefore has a chance to bring a dog with them. Today however, there was a note in everyones pocket sayig that there had been concerns raised about dogs in the playground and could families co-operate by not bringing them in.

I was so upset by the note for a few reasons. Firstly if that mother had an issue she could have talked to me about it first. Secondly, given that failing, the teacher should have taken me aside to discuss it rather than sending that note and embarrassing me (cause everyone knows that it refers to me) in front of all the parents. I am mortified about it, but also really angry at that mother for complaining (even though I expected it and know that she is cow!).

This just consolidates my feelings that this preschool group is not my scene, and that I guess it is true that you can’t expect to get on with or like everyone else in the world. I am just glad that they won’t be coming to school with Holly next year, so only a few more months of putting up with their snobbery!