Don't Ask me

Now that's something, coming from me, who LOVES LOVES LOVES all animals (I pitch a fit when my parents swat the flies in the house, they should be prodded outdoors).

But some owners don't have controll over their dogs. I like taking brisk walks through my neighborhood. And every once in a while, you get the odd dog who is ready to charge you. They don't have a leash. Your are petrified, rooted to the spot. Sometimes they will mercifully have electric fences to save you in the nick of time. But the damage is done, your legs are jelly.

Today I got charged at by two. One came out, no leash, no fence. this yappetty little spaniel or setter thing. Then the owner came running after it, followed by the other one. She scolded them and tried to hold them at bay, but I was still jelly legged. The first one, if it had truly wanted to, had the time before she got to him, bitten my leg or knocked me over.