07-04-2013, 01:20 PM
Cruised up to my driveway, which is on a steep little mountain road, and looked up to notice my neighbor's wheel-crazy German Shepherd busting through the lame child-gate at the top of her stairs. Cussed hound will go after anything on two wheels and already attacked a neighbors dog and chewed it all to hell. The cur is uphill from me about 80 yards away and I am still straddling my bike with the engine running and sidestand up. It launches from the top of the stairs like a thoroughbred going for the Triple Crown and I get a shot of adrenaline just exploding into my body because I know this dog is mean and wants to chew something up. The adrenaline just put everything into slomo; I hit the kill switch, put down the stand, and got off the bike, coming around to the front of the bike and facing the dog in a very aggressive wrestling posture, screaming at it, telling it what I was about to do to it. Apparently my alpha dog trick worked (good thing I watch the Dog Whisperer) and the hound got submissive at the last second, rolled its eyes up at me, and slunk away with the owner, who showed up a few seconds later.
I was shaking like hell and heart rate was way up when I realized I had on my helmet, full riding leathers, heavy boots, and those gloves that have the nasty solid plastic knuckles. It would have been a hell of a fight. Hope the mangy thing doesn't get out the next time I come back from road cycling. I'd hate to have to scare it off with a water bottle.
I was shaking like hell and heart rate was way up when I realized I had on my helmet, full riding leathers, heavy boots, and those gloves that have the nasty solid plastic knuckles. It would have been a hell of a fight. Hope the mangy thing doesn't get out the next time I come back from road cycling. I'd hate to have to scare it off with a water bottle.