BOO!- Skylar Mays

Alright, fears. I think probably one of my biggest, reasonable fears has to be rabid dogs. I absolutely adore creatures of the canine persuasion (shout out to Andrew Hardy for the word choice) but if I see them on the street while I'm on a run or something without a owner in sight there is absolutely no chance I will go near them. I'd rather take another route that's a mile longer than be faced with death. It could be that I saw the Sandlot and Cujo too much, or that I was attacked by a very small dog in its front yard last winter. But  you never know what the state of a loose dog could be. It could be super friendly and running up to lick me or it could have rabies and is getting ready to maul my face off. I choose to assume the latter and stay as far away as possible.