Girlfriend's a bank clerk, sweet-looking, cute girl. We met through friends and became lovers. Her character, her face, her humanity, her lack is that she likes dogs too much.
Her family had a herd, a golden hair and a German herd, all of which were her babies. She told me she loved animals. I thought she was just a little girl.
The first time she came to her house, the three dogs jumped out, and I was scared back and down, and I ran down the stairs 11 stories, and I sat in the garden downstairs, calming my fears, and when I returned to her, I found my shirt sweating.
My girlfriend came after me, and I was so scared, and she laughed, and she said she knew I was afraid of dogs, didn't think I was afraid of it, and she said I'd startled the whole building!
I explained to her that when I was six years old, I was also very fond of animals, and that one time I was too naughty to play with the neighbor's dog, which was not very big, and was not very gentle at the time, and that I didn't know if I had acted too well to piss it off.
Then my dad ran the dog away with a stick, and my dad said that I was really muscular, sent to the hospital for rabies, wrapped up like a mummies and stayed for three days. Now grown up, the scar caught by the dog has become light white, but the bite marks on the leg and back are too deep and the scar is still there.
Since then, I've had a deep fear of dogs, and in this world, I'm afraid of dogs, and I'm sure there's nothing in this world but dogs. If I were to choose between three big dogs or a group of heavily armed terrorists, I would choose the latter.
Listening to my explanation, my girlfriend said that I was a childhood shadow and scared of dogs, and she said that not all dogs were so mean, that if I knew more and looked at dogs, I could read the dog's language and know what the dog was trying to say, so I wouldn't be scared!
I think there's a certain reason what my girlfriend said, that I love her so much, that she loves dogs, that she loves houses and that I have to get over it. And now that more and more people are raising pets, I can't run at 100 meters every time, and I'm finally going to face it, so I decided to start with the three dogs at my girlfriend's house and let myself overcome this psychological fear.
Listening to my girlfriend giving me a simple knowledge of pet dogs, she promised me again and again that her dog was just big, but very gentle, very daring, and even dumb, and would never attack me!
So I was prepared, and I did a million deep breaths, and I went up with my girlfriend again, and I didn't think I'd accept seeing my girlfriend with the three dogs. It's a shame to be home, and I feel like I'm losing face with my girlfriend!
She's been patient, helping me over and over and over again. I'm scared to see a dog now, but I won't run away again. But in the face of the three big dogs at the girlfriend's house, the girlfriend sleeps with the three dogs, who sleep in bed with their girlfriend and have no cage at home and never locks them up.
Girlfriends also cook for dogs and never spend the night outside because they can't rest in their homes.
I think I've done a lot of work for my girlfriend, hoping she'll think about me a little bit, so I'll talk to her and I'll send the dog away when I get married. I didn't expect my girlfriend to take my advice, get angry, we've been together for over two years, and she's never been so angry, she says, it's absolutely impossible.
I took a step back and said, "Why don't you put the dog in a room and don't let it go like this?" If she gets pregnant and has a baby, it's not good for her!
She's very firm in saying that she's either keeping the status quo or breaking up, that she can never marry without her boyfriend, but never give up on these three dogs!
Now I'm stuck here with my girlfriend because of the dogs. Am I really better for her than these pet dogs?