I had a dog try to attack me repeatedly when I was like 7. The only dog I'm not wary of is my friend's brother's dog- she's really cute and relatively friendly. Though she bit through someone's ear once.
In the building I currently live in, we had a neighbor who lived in front of our door and they had a dog. Once I was going down the stairs to go to the washing machine, and I saw the dog downstairs. It looked at me and then started chasing me. I was soooo scared I ran home and didn't even bother going out the whole day.
When I became older, I was thinking the exact same thing! >.<
I still don't know if the dog is friendly or not. Because he was always in the balcony barking but when I came up to him he would just stare at me. But sadly I would never know, since the dog passed away and since then, our neighbors moved out ='(
I think I have a phobia of all dogs that meet these requirements:
a) a reputation for being vicious.
b) a medium sized or large dog.
c) generally a dog that can run.
It's funny because the only indecent that I can remember is when the next-door neighbors had a dog that is really excited ALL the time. If he sees someone or some thing (This is how he killed a pet rabbit and a pet chicken) he runs up to that someone or something and starts "playing" with that person/animal and that usually leads him to biting you, though not very hard, once or twice but one time he bit too hard or my arm and now there is a hole in the jumper was wearing that day...
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I'm a little hesitant around dogs. I've been bitten before. It doesn't help that my friend has this big dog that bites at people (or as he says, "nipping playfully") and barks and growls at me. I do wish people didn't keep big dogs.
I don't know why.. but I find the action scenes in the more recent Bond movies to be better. But the persons in the movie, I prefer them in the older ones. I can relate to them more than the recent ones.
I never had a dog. And I don't want to have one. My friend has a dog, and when I entered his house he started barking at me. Wonder what I did wrong? He smelled me, and STILL was angry with me for a reason...strange, huh?