When I was in primary school (thousands of years ago?!) one day coming home from school I tripped just outside our home, and fell, coming down, as we say, "a real cropper!" Of course, as kids do, I howled for my Mum, and in the house opposite where we lived, there was a family waiting to have a rabid dog taken away to the pound for destruction. Their front door was open, and the dog, hearing me screaming, pulled hard on his lead, which overturned the chair to which it was attached, and ran out of the door and jumped on top of me! Of course, it was followed by quite a few adults, who managed to get the dog away before it bit me, but, being adults who enjoyed a happening like this, comments like "Oooh, she could have been bitten and contracted rabies!" and comments like that! It left me with an irrational fear of any of our four-footed canine friends, and to this day if you happen to be by my side, and I quickly walk round you if someone approaches with a dog (even on a lead!), you will know why!!
BIG BRAVE ME?? I think not!!