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Hmm. I used to think I was a coward, I'm so shy that going to a grocery store or a new gas station is a challenge. Stepping outside my box is a challenge, I get the sweats thinking about pubbing my pr0n. I get tongue-tied when what I want to do is talk to people.
Still, today, I found out that courage comes when you need it most. XD
My family and grandchildren were visiting and we had decided since the weather was so nice to take it outside and make an impromptu picnic. There's really quite a lovely lake here, not to mention several nice playgrounds for the children.
We were at the tables near one of the playgrounds and the grandchildren were all playing on slides and swings and such, Logan as usual, had gone the furthest afield, being a rather brave young man (all of six).
Signs are posted: NO DOGS ON PLAYGROUND. ALL DOGS MUST BE ON LEASH. (Plus, just to be clear, the city in which I live has a leash law people *sighs)
Which is theoretically nice. Especially since I'm afraid of dogs in a geometric progression, chihuahua - not so much, spaniel - hhmmmm, boxer... O__o..., pit bull O_______0*, MASTIFF... *SCREAMS*
Don't get me wrong, I like dogs. Just not big STRANGE UNKNOWN dogs in my personal space not connected to their owners via a leash!
And what the hell do you supposed happened? MASTIFF!@!! Owner (who says his lovely, wonderful, friendly dog has never, ever, ever done something like this before) did NOT HAVE his HUGE FREAKING MASTIFF on a leash.
Dog spots Logan and takes an instant dislike to the boy. Logan is pointing saying 'oh wow, dad, dad look at this BIG DOG!' and is smiling until suddenly the dog starts growling (not friendly growling) and takes off right at Logan. Logan, of course, shrieks at this moving wall loping across the playground at him and takes off running.
Which made big dog think, whoa, like yummy prey or something. I heard the scream look up and see the scenario and yep, being a silly thoughtless old lady, grab my cane and start running toward the dog brandishing the cane like a katana and whooping at the creature to distract it from my grandson.
Hahahahah. I'm so silly. I was so scared, adrenaline actually fueled me enough that I outdistanced my son (Logan's father) who was also running, but he was running towards his son, me I had every intention of taking on the dog. *shakes head*
Owner, luckily did a flying whomp tackle calm down and grabbed the dog and pretty much had to physically wrestle it to the ground. After much apologies he attached the leash and toddled off.
*faints dead away*