I was at a family party when i was about 14. I was also afraid of dogs. I had been bitten on my face by a husky. Bit on my hand by a chihuahua and a poodle. I was dragged in the street and bitten by a german shepard/wolf. I was bitten by a hotdog dog. all true-not joking. Anyway, dinner was good and my dad asked me if i wanted more ribs. They were great! Some of my family are from Samoa and served up some good ole black dog! I didn't have anymore and was grossed out, but I am a man! And am no longer afraid of what i can eat!