A Dog?

When I ran this morning, I passed by a couple who were having coffee before their house, with their dog playing on the lawn. The dog ran to me when he saw me. I slowed down. To be honest, I am still afraid of dogs. A mother dog jumped at me while I was looking at her babies when I was 7 years old. The scar she left on my leg is still visible. But here in the U.S., it seems inappropriate to show your fear to a dog their owner takes as their best friend.

Anyway when I saw the dog running towards me, I stopped. It was a big black dog, a little bit overweight, like his master. However, the dog showed me a friendly face. So I touched him, while his master told me that his dog’s name was Zigen and he was a people dog. I touched him more. The dog then gave me a more intimate gesture, lying down before me and rubbing his head against my legs. I immediately started to like him.

Then I said goodbye to Zigen and the couple and continued my running. I thought my fear of dogs would definitely be dismissed if I stay here long enough.

IceCube often says he will have a dog as soon as he can. He loves dog. I saw a picture taken in Beijing years ago when he sent off his dog to the countryside because the area where he lived was no longer allowed to keep big dogs. He was sitting in a bus, holding his dog with a very sad face. Whenever he says he wants a dog one day, I always say if you have your dog, I will have my cat. Dog and cat is a good pair. They could be friends, and enemies as well.

Probably a dog will be enough for both of us.