Good thing I got away, right?
Don’t worry though. As much as I am an advocate of running away from problems, I have made an effort to work on my poor relationship with animals.
Well, just one animal. A few years ago, with the help of my animal-rescuing girlfriend, I figured out how to bypass my fear of dogs. 5 to 7 shots of Jack Daniels. Then I’m golden; her dog Cheech and I even took a nap together once. And the last time Cheech and I hung out, I rubbed noses with her! Except that time I had mostly Ciroc (Diddy’s vodka) in my system. So - my mistake. The fix is 5 to 7 shots of Jack and/or Ciroc.
WITH JACK and/or CIROC