Agree or Disagree: Day 15: Dogs > Cats

[I spent the winter writing songs about getting better]

STRONGLY STRONGLY STRONGLY Disagree. I have an EXTREME case of cynophobia that I was diagnosed with as a child. Like I'd rather face an armed gang member than a dog. Cats I can handle, my family has one, and he's fine. I simply can not live with a dog, it literally would cause me severe mental issues.

[I spent the winter writing songs about getting better]

When I was in kindergarten there was a stray dog that kept running by my family's house. There were a ton of stray animals in the area so this wasn't a surprise, but my mom was quite worried, and of course the dog kept scaring the sh!t out of me to the point where I refused to leave the house. So she called the local police and they said they'd send some animal control people over.

So two cops pulled up later wearing rubber gloves with a large plastic bag. One was carrying a shotgun. My my pointed toward the dog when it came by. The cop with the gun told her she might want to look away. Then there was a loud bang and the cops loaded up the dog's corpse into the rubber bag and said some people would come by later to deal with the bloodstain.

True story.

[I spent the winter writing songs about getting better]

Of course this was a place where people would buy mouthwash for the alcoholic content because they were too poor to buy alcoholic beverages (and hence you'd see the streets littered with empty mouthwash bottles), and were houses were literally never condemned because no one had the money to renovate/tear them down and if all the people living there were forced out there simply wouldn't be enough housing for the population and the homeless population would skyrocket.

My parents moved away from that place when I entered the third grade. They thought it wasn't the best place to raise a family.