Wet and traumatized

It's taken me two days to write this post. I'm still somewhat traumatized by what happened. Sunday afternoon we went over to Mary and Victor's house. We've been there many times before, but this time was different. I walked in the door and their dog Canela was there. At first we just stared at each other. Then out of nowhere he started licking my face. I was paralyzed (that means frozen) in a combination of fear and icky-ness. Canella's tongue was wet, warm, sticky and smelly. And it was all over my face. EWWWWW!!! Mommy tells me it only lasted a few seconds but if felt a lot longer than that. It was the most gross thing ever. All I could think to do was cry.