What’s inside the mind of a cynophobic?

For everyone who have read 20 Facts about Me are probably aware that I have a fear of dogs.

Flash back to my childhood days – I was playing “run away” from my aunt on a street of our subdivision when a dog ran after me. I tripped, fell on the ground and he jumped over me. It was a big, black, and scary dog. Luckily, the owner was there. Since then I see dogs as beasts. A creature that will not just bite but eat me. Something that hides its beastly form under a cute angelic face. They scare me when I see one, their barks sends chills to my veins and a vibe of death if they ever get close to me. That’s how I see them for a very long time.

Coincidentally,  my boyfriend likes dogs and they like him too. To me he is like a knight sans the shining armor who protects me from my own beasts. Aww.. How sweet? (For the knowledge of everyone, stray/street dogs are usual here in our country.) With one touch he turns these monsters back to being a dog. Getting a beast dog for the both of us is like a punch of joke. I always tease him that if we have one it should be kept inside an aquarium. If you are a dog lover you probably feel disgusted of me and that idea by now.

I had a crazy idea a month ago – this was the month when odds were against my plans. It was a crazy month for me. I thought of having a dog. For someone who is scared of dogs that is like a suicidal wish. Ha! Lucky I was, my brother’s girlfriend posted photos of their newly born puppies on Facebook and candidly I asked if I can have one. Guess what? She said yes. LOLs! I told my boyfriend about it and said he would buy the puppy for me. Woah! I can’t believe I am getting my suicidal wish. Or maybe it is not a bad idea at all. What do you think? 🙂

XO: Chia

(Photo grabbed: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/385972630539942822/)

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