Today I went on a ride with my buddy who just moved into my apartment complex. We got a few miles in and start riding residential streets just to see random parts of town. We hit a street that is a dead end (but not posted as one) and see a trail at the end and get stoked. Well, the last house on the street has an unleashed german sheperd chilling on the front lawn and he gives chase. We start sprinting to the trail only to find out it ends about 1/4 mile away, and I get a flat trying to sprint through the gravel. Dog gives up, we catch our breath and start heading back, not knowing whats gonna happen. We see a dark blip slowly getting bigger. The dog is coming down the trail. ****. We take off through a field of pricker bushes, I fall facefirst into an anthill, and we armed ourselves with the biggest sticks we could find. The dog gets to us and grabs the stick out of my buddy's hand. He wanted to play fetch. If I'd had a full stomach I probably would've shat myself haha. Off to work!