I just couldn't bring myself to yell (or bark) at the last dog that chased me. Actually, he was more of an undernourished rat named Buck, and his owner was hobbling after him as fast as he could. I stopped so the owner could catch up and carry Buck home. We exchanged some friendly words and he clearly understood how awful it would be for Buck to get in front of a bike heading down the hill as opposed to up. He was setting to work on the fence as I rode home later that day.

Why is it nice people have harmless dogs and jerks have pit bulls?