yeah, i had a doggie phobia 'til i was 8, maybe 9.
the big ones, and the mouthy ones really freaked me out.
at the time my aunt M had two really sweet, gentle cocker spaniels.
visiting with them one summer, it dawned on me that dogs could be as different as people -- some were nicer, friendlier than others.
the following winter, my folks got D, a dobie mix.
the rest is history
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ok, today's goal --
rake up last year's leaves n' junk in the front yard & flower beds.
tomorrow --
ditto, back yard...