When I was very young, maybe four years old, my best friend who lives a few blocks away had a couple of dogs that terrified me. Anytime I came over they had to put the dogs in another room. Thankfully I outgrew that fear. Throughout the years, with my family, we first adopted a Siberian Husky, Sabre. I don't remember a lot about her. She once bit my hand. Thankfully it was under a blanket. We later had an Akita, Tack ("Tack" is a sailing reference). My dad owned a nice sailboat. I went on a race once. We came first I think. There was some controversy over first and second place. It was a lot of fun. Years went by and in high school we got a Pug, Lulu. She lived 15 or 16 years. Oh, Lullubelle... After a few years, which was two or three years ago we adopted a Pit Bull, Rose. A year later Pinky was adopted, a Miniature Pinscher with some Chihuahua. The stories I could tell of Pinky and Rose, and Lulu, are never ending. Rose just hopped up on the couch and sat down on my lap! ❤️
My sister's friend back in high school had a cat which attacked me. Before that incident I've never been too font of cats. I had a friend in college who had multiple cats. One white fur ball seemed to take a liking to me. I think I was allergic to it.
I kept envisioning an actual bearded dragon so I was quite shocked when I saw images of a reptile. I think it would have to take some serious research and thought before getting a reptile. That same friend of my sister I aforementioned later in life had a small snake. I couldn't handle that, especially after I saw it eating mice.
I have a special affinity for dogs. Generally speaking, I do love creatures of all kind.