Puppy Love

I have a tremendous fright of Dogs. People don’t understand how bad it is, they presume it’s one of those “ew dogs!” fears. When I see a dog, all I can picture is that dog attacking me. I can’t stroll past a dog, even if it is on its leash so I take the initiative to walk across the other side of the road. Sometimes when I have no alternative or no where to go, I have to pretend as if I was going else where and I turn around and start walking back casually following by me almost running until I lose my breath.
When I have no other choice what so ever but to be around a Dog, I have to let their owner know that I am afraid of dogs and if they could sympathetically hold on to them for my sake. Some people are understanding about it, others not so much. People get offended that I am treating their pet as a monster, as I can see it on their faces, and some people insist I pet their dog to see how friendly he/she really is. If I had a dollar for every time I heard “Roxy wouldn’t hurt a fly, she is so friendly, aren’t you roxy, aren’t you, huh girl” following by rubbing their faces with their dogs or “Snoopy is just a puppy, aren’t you snoopy, aren’t you boy, aww googaga”. I would honestly have five dollars by now!
Dogs can sense fear, and I am a walking machine to aggravate dogs. They can sense my fear and they start barking and running after me. I wouldn’t be surprised if I saw a video of myself on YouTube under the name of “girl scared of dog” where I screech and cry like an idiot. If I’m lucky maybe I’ll end up on those America’s funniest home video where I win money while people laugh at me running like a moron. I am trying to determine why I’m so afraid of dogs, and working on losing that fear (that goal is under in improvement because yesterday I walked past a dog with a smile)

So many goals, such little time