Last night we went to dinner at some friend's home. They had a little white fluffy dog that they said was eighteen months old. It looked sweet, so I wasn't afraid to be in the same room as it. As the evening progressed we went and sat around the coffee table for an aperitif. That is when the little white fluffy dog came up and leaned against my leg. I froze, thinking, "What is happening? What is it doing? Do I look like an aperitif?" Then as I was freaking out in my head, that little white fluffy dog turned around, as if to say hi, it was sweet I must admit, I did my best to smile back, but it looked more like this:
At that point I stopped breathing.
Then within a split second that little white fluffy dog jumped up and sat on my lap! I nearly died right then and there. It curled up as if it found a new place to take a snooze. The owners were unaware that I was afraid, until the saw that I was not able to move, frozen right then and there like the ice in their drinks.
The little white fluffy dog's nap was short lived, I was relieved thinking okay it is going to get off my lap, BUT NO, that tricky dog put on paw on one shoulder of mine, and the other on my other shoulder. Speechless, breathless, I balled up my hands and slowly put them under my lap, it looked at me right in the eye. I dare not blink. Yann said, "That is a first!" Our friends added, like all dog owners do, "Do not be afraid, he is a nice dog." I couldn't utter a word, what I wanted to say was, "Yeah all dog owners say that. Your little white fluffy dog might be nice, that is not the problem, the problem is I am terrified!" Actually deeper down I wanted to scream, "HELP!!!" The little white fluffy dog kept looking at me, I swear it wanted to lick my face, maybe it knew that if it did I would die. Thankfully it didn't.
But now, the morning after, I feel I have "JUMPED" over a big hurdle. That is not to say I am not afraid of dogs anymore, or am going to start cuddling dogs, or even touching them, but a little less afraid, which is good. I didn't do something that scared me, the little white fluffy dog did something that scared me, and in a way I am thankful.
A little bit but not a lot.
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