Dogs

It's been little over a month since I was bit by a dog. And I'm still scared to run. Whenever I hear the jingle of a collar, I get nervous and look for possible escape routes. It's kind of bad. And I absolutely hate when owners say that it is okay, my dog is friendly. Sorry sir, but not all dogs. Leash it please. I've never really been a big fan of dogs anyway, especially big dogs. Or loose ones. We saw a stray in Capri and Steve took a picture that captures my unexcitedness about dogs. See below. I do look cute. And then when I was bit in Alabama, I was shaken up. One morning a couple days after the incident, I was running and then two dogs followed me. I finally lost them but I ended up running laps in a parking lot to avoid any potential loose dogs. We went to a thrift shop on night and I found the most appropriate and funny t-shirt. I had to get it.