My right-handed mother threw up her hands and refused to teach me to sew or knit because it was all “backwards” to her. So I had to go underground and find my own teachers (LOL!), who all shook their heads at my nonconformist way of doing things, even though they taught me the traditional way. (Nobody has figured out how I do what I do when I knit, for example, and I cannot explain it.)
Trouble seeing the dog but the hands and triangles were no problem. Hard-core leftie here. Had troubles learning to back up looking over my right shoulder instead of left, learning to use the right foot for car pedals, learning to do marching drills starting with the right foot, learning to knit and crochet.
I have a wireless mouse because the wire got fatigued from being transferred from left to right of my home computer (I am the only leftie in the family.) I operate a ten-key calculator with my left hand and cuss the number keypad on my keyboard because it’s on the wrong side.
Once while playing softball without a leftie mitt, I chased after a fly to outfield and got so excited I ripped off my mitt while I was running and caught it barehanded. My usual style was to catch a ball, grab it with my right hand, thrust the mitt under my right underarm to rip it off, transfer the ball to my left hand and only then throw it. My softball career was mercifully short ;o)
I also write backwards more easily than forwards. My mind just flips and I don’t have to think about forming the letters backwards. And it is so much easier to write with the fist preceding the letters than dragging behind. I have excellent spatial perception.
Guess I’m just leftie through and through.