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hannah) wrote2025-09-26 09:09 pm
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Phobic.
Visiting my parents' building is always a gamble, and it's both rare and memorable when I lose. Specifically, when I have to deal with a dog. More specifically, when a dog needs to be held back from attacking me. Once about a week ago, down the hallway, and today. The encounter that happened about a week ago took place when I was climbing up the stairs and got to a floor where someone had their dog on a leash, waiting for the elevator to take them down, and without any provocation, just from seeing me climbing the stairs, their dog starts barking at me. Clearly at me, needing to be held back, its owner holding the leash to keep it from coming in my direction. Why it did that, I don't know. It wasn't a very large dog, but the bark was angry enough I was worried about its teeth.
This afternoon, I got on the elevator, and as it descended, it picked up a dog, who came at me but got pulled away when the owner saw my body language - stiff, pulling inward, steadfastly looking away. Then a couple floors below that, it picked up another dog, and I behaved the same way, shifting my legs when it came close to my bare skin, and it begins barking. Loud, angry. I keep looking away and it keeps barking, getting violent enough its owner picks it up to hold it and make sure it doesn't do anything.
Someone on the fourth floor called the elevator. I leave and head down the hall, and look back to see see that they were waiting for the next one, too.
This afternoon, I got on the elevator, and as it descended, it picked up a dog, who came at me but got pulled away when the owner saw my body language - stiff, pulling inward, steadfastly looking away. Then a couple floors below that, it picked up another dog, and I behaved the same way, shifting my legs when it came close to my bare skin, and it begins barking. Loud, angry. I keep looking away and it keeps barking, getting violent enough its owner picks it up to hold it and make sure it doesn't do anything.
Someone on the fourth floor called the elevator. I leave and head down the hall, and look back to see see that they were waiting for the next one, too.