I jjust thought you should know that I hate dogs. I was riding today, up a decent hill when a fair sized dog spots me and starts running across his yard to the road. At this point I'm questioning my ability to out run a dog up a steep hill on 4 hours of sleep, a bowl of cheerios and a bananna. So after pondering that the dog is on the road, across from me and still going. I made the executive desssion that the I wouldn't be outrunning him since he was allreday ahead of me and on the road. I've realized over the course of life taht most of the time the dogs won't actually cross the road. They also leave you alone if you stop and give them a solid "no" or "go home" so I stop. I then have a lovely vision of my mace sitting on my desk and not in my jersey pocket. Sigh. The dog comes running across the road stoping on the yellow line barking and growling. I give him a narsty NO and he stops barking but starts up again as soon as I try and move. So I sat there and had a lovely stare down with the dog while I try to figure out the address of his house so I can call his person and bitch them out for having their dog unleashed.
Anyway.... 100 yards down the road (around a cornner) there was a state cop. I contimplated seeing if he would give the people **** for having a nasty dog not tied up on a busy road. I decided that there was nothing he was going to do about it and carried on.
Yeah. I don't like dogs.
Anyway.... 100 yards down the road (around a cornner) there was a state cop. I contimplated seeing if he would give the people **** for having a nasty dog not tied up on a busy road. I decided that there was nothing he was going to do about it and carried on.
Yeah. I don't like dogs.