I heard it said that you have more interesting experiences when you opt for riding over driving a car. Such was the case today. While riding home from downtown, a pickup truck passed me with a dog hanging by his collar outside the passenger side of the cab. Apparently, the dog had been enjoying the view but attempted to jump out and join me on my ride.

The dog was a cute fellow. A boxer, I think. He was silently hanging there without a struggle as the pickup slowed to a stop. I was startled but parked my bike on the curb and rushed over to help the dog. Well, I moved too fast and my lower back suddenly locked up when I approached the dog. I looked like quasimodo as I hobbled over the to cab and handed the owner his dog. The owner, by the way, was quite abashed by the incident and said he wouldn't let his dog stick his head out the window anymore.

I got back on my back and realized that I must have tried to react too quickly from a stretched out position. I'm at home now wondering what in the heck just happened.