I'm not a fan of dogs, infact I absolutely hate them. I don't know what it is about dogs but it doesn't matter what size they are, what they look like or how loud they are I just bloody hate them.
Unfortunately in this industry I come up against them on a daily basis. Like the time I accidentally trod dog muck through a house on a valuation. It wasn't my fault. It was the dogs fault.
The problem with a dog is no matter how potentially dangerous it is the owner will always say "it's ok he's harmless" or "he will lick you to death, he's soft as a brush" . I'm sorry but that doesn't wash with me, for starters I don't know what the dog is thinking and if I don't know what it's thinking then I'm in a potentially dangerous territory!
I've had some bad experiences with dogs whilst out on valuations like the time I entered the front gate, walked up the path and knocked on the door only to then hear my worst fear..... I knocked the door, then ferocious barking coming from the side of the house, straight away I'm panicked so I knock again and again, as I'm knocking I can hear the barking getting closer and closer, then from around the side garden I see 2 dogs flying at me, teeth out, eyes bulging heading straight towards me!
Just as I'm about to get eaten by theses 2 dogs the vendor opens the door completely unaware of the situation. The moment the door opened I leapt onto him, literally jumped onto him like a bride would be picked up to get carried over the threshold. I'm just glad to be alive after that one.
However nothing can be as bad as getting called to a valuation to find 17, yes 17 jack Russell's in one property! I kid you not. They were in the kitchen cupboards, on top of the units, in the bath, absolutely everywhere. This was a mid terrace house. How on earth did the neighbours feel!
Nowadays I tend to get the office staff to find out at the time of booking the val if they have a dog or 2 or even 17.
Unrelated to work I went for a Sunday morning jog recently. As I left my house and started jogging up the road, I turned the corner to be greeted by a stray Alsatian. I froze, I completely s**t my self. I knew that if I carried on running then it would think it was fun to chase me. Anyway it thought I would be fun to mess with so it jumped up at me, paws on each shoulder. The fear I was experiencing now was unimaginable , I managed to shake it off and then start walking back to my house........ It followed me, walking at the side of me all the way back home. I jumped in the door greeted by my other half saying "what the hell are you doing?" I opened the blinds to to see the Alsatian sitting outside the front door. Needless to say I didn't go back out that day!
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