A date...A date...

Gurls,
I had a date with an age appropriate gentleman on Friday night. We met on a friendsteresque website and seemed to share similar tastes in pop culture and classic sitcoms. What a great start. He was going to be a possible solution to my challenge of where are the eligible thirtysomethings...

We met for a drink and hit it off well, so we planned a real date. Dinner.

The conversations were going very well and the margaritas on the rocks were going down like water. I was starting to think that Valentines day might not mean a night of Chinese food and a steal magnolias DVD again this year. We laughed, we flirted, we touched hands and legs under the table and then the first of the bombs dropped. When I asked him if he liked dogs, his reply was, "I am deathly afraid of dogs!" THUD (the sound of my chin hitting the table)! I don't want to seem judgmental or not sympathetic, but I just don't understand people who are so afraid of dogs. But having being raised with a furry companion all my life, loving dogs is in my nature. But I always wonder when someone jumps out of the path of my sweet mutt why they are so frightened. It is not like I am walking a saber tooth tiger.
So, I asked him why, and also reminded him that I do have a trusty side kick that means more to me than my ex boyfriends. He told me the reason and hoped that I might help him get over his fear. I thought to myself, I am not sure I want to have that responsibility. I do not have many "must haves" but a love for dogs and a comfort with them is one of my few. Relationships are hard enough without this added element working against us from date 1. Some people like blondes, some people only date a certain race, my "type" is, you must love dogs.

But I carried on, thinking I do not need to make any decisions during the entree.
After dinner, I was invited back to his place for some necking. He could kiss. Bonus! So as we started to make out on the couch, he looked at me and said, "lay on top" of me. So I did...Then positions changed and again he stopped and said, "lay on top." This became a little game for me as I would intentionally roll off him and see if he would ask me again to "lay on top" and sure enough everytime our positions changed, he would stop what we were doing to have me LAY ON TOP.
I and am more inclined to"lay on top" anyway, but this was starting to unnerve me. It actually became a turn off. I tend to like versatility in someone...What if I wanted to stand up and fuck in a doorway?
I don't know gurls, maybe I am just too set in my ways...Am I being too critical? Am I being too hard on him? Or...Is it okay to look at these characteristics and rationally say to myself, this is dating and getting to know someone and it is okay to feel like he is not the one.
Is it wrong to feel that my "must be on bottom" and "deathly afraid of dogs" date is not a match for me?
what do you gurls think? Help a wonder woman out...
Forever single,
Diana Prince