Yesterday I raised the subject of fear of dogs. It is called cynophobia.
I don’t like dogs because I see no redeeming features in them. They sweat, they are greasy, they smell, they have bad breath, they shit on the pavements and they urinate up my garden wall. What is there possibly to like about them? If I was Prime Minister I would have them all rounded up and destroyed!
And I have to say that I agree with Bill Bryson:
“It wouldn’t bother me in the least…if all the dogs in the world were placed in a sack and taken to some distant island… where they could romp around and sniff each other’s anuses to their hearts’ content and never bother or terrorise me again.”