You know this whole, "If you are alone in the woods, would you rather be with a man or a bear?" thingy? I will tell my experience and it's not in some woods but in public, involving men and stray doggos. I wrote about how I was harassed and tortured by a bunch of boys in my neighborhood when I was in my early teens - you can read it here.
The neighborhood where I lived had stray dogs. As a female human, I never had any issues with those dogs that roamed freely. It's not the same story with the male living things in the neighborhood.
In fact, a bunch of street dogs tagged along after seeing Kumar (a boy who pursued me in the name of love and then assaulted me because I defended myself from his irksome and scary advances) bothering me in an empty street. Kumar got busy dealing with the persistent dogs and I got my chance to escape.
Honestly, I don't know why the stray dogs behaved like that. Was it pack behavior? Did they know that Kumar was meaning harm to me and were helping me? Or were they bored and decided to mess with Kumar for fun? Was Kumar carrying food in his pockets? I can only keep guessing.
But one thing is for sure. I felt safer in the presence of stray dogs in the market and streets than I felt with men anywhere. And by anywhere, I don't mean pubs and discotheques. I mean at home, school, hospital, public library, my own bathroom.
I also felt safer with my late pet dog, Mylo than I did with my late brother-in-law (my second half-sister's husband).
One day, my brother-in-law came over to my house, inebriated. I offered him some tea as courtesy (I was 18). He was rambling shit about the right he has on his wife's younger sisters, including me. He was saying shit like, I am now an "adult" and he can take me as his 2nd wife like my father took my mom as his 2nd wife. Though disgusted, I didn't say anything - my mom was handling him.
Off topic - this incident is a major reason why I hate "machnichi love." No, your wives' sisters are not your concubines or a part of your property that comes along with your wives. And, no, they are definitely not available 2nd marriage candidates. If they are your wives' sisters, they are your sisters too!
I had to take Mylo for his daily walk, so I fitted his leash. Just then, my brother-in-law came out and started saying that I should marry him, his breath reeking of alcohol. I said, "You already have a wife." And he grabbed my hand. I struggled so he'd let me go and in the corner of my eye I saw the fur on Mylo's back standing erect. He then snarled and snapped at my brother-in-law, fangs bared, immersed in attack mode.
After letting me go and calling me "thevidiya", that man left on his motorbike - Mylo didn't stop lunging until the bike was ought of sight. I hugged my dog tearfully. For months after this happened, Mylo would bark and growl at every motorbike crossing the road in front of my house.
These days, I am seeing snakes at my window sill. And they don't even look at me although I stare at them agape, albeit staying still. They come for the bowl of water placed at my front yard for the birds - snakes come to drink too. Yeah, no confrontation - only peace. I put out water for animals so they can get some relief from this heatwave humans caused.
Lol, it's no brainer why women are choosing bears over men. Still those daft living things argue about how a bear eats its prey to justify that men are safer for women any day, any time, anywhere. That's a blog for another day!
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