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They encircled me like a pack of wolves protecting their territory.
“Growl”, the smallest of them snared and I was startled that a sound so loud could come from a creature so small. Their barks grew louder and louder and I started to panic, trying hard to remember everything I learnt in secondary school.
There was something about standing still if animals wanted to attack you. Or was that for lions? Oh dear I could not remember! Panic became heightened. Goodness me, what would become of me if I was bitten by not one, not two but five angry dogs. Would they maul me to death? Could they?
“Ah, I know, I would just act like one of the pack and bark at them too, I would use my body as a huge object trying to attack them”, I thought as I recalled something a friend said about animals not having hands and therefore being unable to respond to hand gestures; instead they responded to entire body movements.
“Oh, did she not also say something about dogs being pack animals and therefore subject to obey the biggest/leader?”
All thoughts became muddled up in my mind and I tried to be calm…release the panic into the universe and breath in calmness.
They came closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and I screamed!!!!!!
I woke up to my little yorkshire terrier, Slash licking my face and my iPod playing Ray LaMontagne’s “Forever my friend”, and I knew it was going to be a perfect day.
I just had to beware of the other director at the board meeting today who wanted to buy out some of my father’s shares. She was one to watch. Petite but dangerous. I suspect she was acting on behalf of her father. Old tussles take generations to clear.
I was in for the kill. I would wear my fitted dress, the maroon one with speckles of pink. “I wanted to ooze femininity” I thought, as I looked through my capsule wardrobe for the dress for the day. Rumour has it my opponent is bisexual.
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I would like to say that the inspiration for this blogpost came from a comment I received about dreams turning to nightmares. This is not quite a nightmare. More like a game. Dogs vs humans….who wins?
