Dogs, amazingly, can smell cancer. Thankfully, they don't appear to be able to smell fear.
When I was eleven years old I had the back of my right leg ripped open by a dog. The external scars have healed but I remain very wary of dogs. Two years ago we stayed at the Gateway Hotel Nottingham. Our visit coincided with the National Rottweiler Convention. Two hundred rottweilers. Scared? You betcha.
This weekend we paid another visit to the Gateway*. Same convention. Two hundred slobbering rottweilers from homes throughout the East Midlands and South Yorks. Owners in purple velour track suits sporting rosettes and fake tan; men with tattoos of dogs on their over-developed right arms; the words "he's quite gentle really" spoken by nervous people with bandaged fingers.
It was awful. Scared? You betcha.
But the rottweilers didn't notice. Perhaps Lynx drowns out fear.
*The Gateway Hotel Nottingham is generally OK by the way. It is dirt cheap and does a decent breakfast. The fact that it is the venue for the East Midlands Rottweilerfest is unfortunate.