The Car Wash

Duff here. Since I am a Very Small Dog, Some think it would be easy to find Things to be Afraid of. But I am selective in What I Fear. One is the vacuum Cleaner. I give it Space, for It is Noisy and Moves Unpredictably. But I had relatives who would Run behind this Creature and attempt to Bite it. While Others would Ride on the Vacuum itself, claiming to enjoy the Sensation. That was living unstuck for Them.

My Fear-Beyond-All-Others? The Car Wash. Usually Mom leaves Me in a Safe Place. But this time, Mom took Me to this Dreaded Facility with Her. The minute I hear the Blowing Sounds of that Big Dryer, I know It’s going to get Me. I dive into My Small Carrier and hope for the best. This time, I took a peek out half way through the process. And saw this multi-colored sludge being Plopped all over the Car. Too much. Back into My Hidey Hole. But I survived. And lived to tell about It. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You face Your fears? Or constantly dodge Them? I say: Take Courage in hand. Face Them full on. You’ll find They will be paper Tigers, blown away by the Wind. At least that was My experience. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#facing-fears

Fears are nothing more than a state of mind.

—Napoleon Hill