I know exactly when and where my fear began.
My mum's aunty had a lovely spaniel (at the time I wasn't scared of dogs) and whenever we went to visit I remember being ok with her dog.
We all went for a walk one day and another absolutely huge dog came over and started barking like a nutter.
I got scared and ran..stupid I now know..but I was so scared.
The dog chased me and pinned me flat against a wall raising itself on its hind legs and was snarling and baring its teeth (as I type I remember every drop of its horrible saliva!
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It was ages before my mum and aunt got to me..mum says I ran like the wind..and pulled the dog off me.
I have been scared of dogs ever since.
Most of my friends over here have dogs and I'm ok(ish) with them although I will never pet them or be overjoyed to have them too near me.
Sigh.
I think I'll always be like this.
But like I said I do like watching dogs playing etc..as long as they're a safe distance from me.