Cynophobia

I was a Cynophobic, I admit I had an abnormal fear of dogs for a long time. It started when I was 4 when I was playing with my friend at her house and their German Shepherd chased me around the kitchen table. I am certain he was just playing but, I didn’t see it that way at the time.
The next incident was when I was 11. A dog bit me so hard it ripped off the skin from the inside of my arm. I came home crying and my grandfather marched up to the owner’s door with a crowbar threatening to kill the dog.
By the time I was in high school I had just about gotten over my fear of dogs when we got a call from the emergency room. The nurse on the phone said that my father had been seriously injured in a bicycling accident. When I arrived at the hospital, a police officer and a very angry woman holding a dead dog where outside the emergency room. I walked into my dad’s room and he was barely conscious. His nose and wrist were broken and his head was bleeding. The doctor said he was going to be ok but, he was pretty banged up. When my dad was finally able to speak he told me what had happened. He was riding his bicycle in the adjacent neighborhood when a little dog ran out barking. My dad pedaled faster in an attempt to outrun it. The dog continued to pursue him until he tried to jump up and bite my father. At this point the dog got caught between the pedal and the back wheel and flipped the bike. The dog’s neck was crushed instantly and my dad went head first into the pavement and was knocked unconscious. A dog had almost killed my father and that incident had basically branded the fear of dogs into my brain.
For the next 30+ years I avoided dogs; all dogs. That is until my son, who had moved out on his own, brought a puppy with freckles on her nose into the house. Against my wishes he put the dog in my arms and it started licking my face. I sat down on the couch and she fell asleep on my lap. This little ball of fluff had chased 4 decades of Cynophobia away in an instant. She is now, my best friend.
I feel bad for those who are frightened of dogs; they miss out on unconditional love and loyalty. I certainly understand the fear but, it plagues me no more.

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