How does Cesar Millan do it?

The show must have been getting exceptionally positive reviews because it's on its fifth season now. Yes, "The Dog Whisperer", perhaps the only show on cable television showcasing one full hour (sometimes on back to back marathons) of literally, "dog eating world".  I've never really been a big fan of dogs (since I was obliviously chased by one when I was a kid) but who in the right mind would want to be trained as a pack leader to mutts rather than just training the dog itself?! Apparently, A LOT! And this from the very fact that Millan's 5 published books have all been best sellers and not to mention, his show is on NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC CHANNEL! Perhaps I should give the man credit, eh? Well deserved fame, indeed!

This entry is especially dedicated to the minority of the general population who, excuse my lack of euphemism, dread dogs. Yes, dread. Or perhaps in a subtle sense, fear. Yes, this one is for those who fear dogs that no matter how cute or cuddly or harmless this genus (presumably) is, they will always be the primary cause of adrenalin surge during inter-genera contact. So here, I've listed three very simple ways to channel every dog-fearing coward's inner Cesar Millan:

1. Apparently in this side of the coin, being the "pack leader" means, "pack up and avoid encounter"... with the necessary swag, of course. If you're a female and you choose otherwise, it's always the perfect time to hold onto to that guy's arm. If you're a guy... then don't choose otherwise... unless you're on the pinker side of the gender's color spectrum then it's also the perfect time to...
2. "Tsk"! Yes, that seemingly 3-letter hymn of authority followed by that sudden gesture of the palm/hand is very much useful. Especially to that caged Shih Tzu in your cousin's house. The same dog who practically fears every breathing creature who approaches its cage. Hey, practice makes perfect!
3. Faking courage NEVER WORKS! Trust me. You know that common belief that dogs can smell fear? Well apparently, so can cockroaches! So in conclusion, get over [it!] the fear. Yes, that is very easy to say but there's always no harm in trying. Buy a dog or pat your neighbor's pet Pitbull. You'll get the hang of it eventually... or you may lose a whole fist but at least you've conquered your irrational fear of the universally awarded "man's best friend". 

All in all, I guess I somehow got the gist of Millan's whole "Pack leader" mentality. Dogs are thinking beings, primarily driven by instinct so whether they'd be aggressive, friendly, or plain and simple, just being dogs, they'll always be, primordially, man's best companion. And just like any other companion, they do not solely live to serve, they basically live to accompany.

And although I would probably live my whole life in fear of them, I will always, always live by the very principle that :

To err is human. To forgive, is canine.

... perhaps in that very sense, they're more human than us. *shrug

The closest I could get to a pet dog. "Dogdog".  And yes, if I'm in love with a mere replica, then there's no doubt I'd feel the same for the real deal.