Saw four deer on the way to work this morning. Two and then two more a little later.

I got almost home this afternoon to find the county ran the road grader down the road I live on. Which means it's too soft to effectively ride on with tires narrower than 1.75". Dismounted at the end of the road and started walking the bike home. Now, the second house on the left from the end of the street sits back off the road. It's one of the older houses that were here before this area was a neighborhood. They own all the way through to the next road. Anywho, they also have four dogs, all mutts, that always bark at me. The one that looks something like a shelty is almost always loose. The one that looks like some kind of terrier is always tied. The one that looks sort of like a black lab and the one that resembles a Chesapeake Bay retriever are almost always tied. Well today I'm walking the bike by there and the lab and the chessie come running out. Barking, growling, hair all the wrong way, I'm on the wrond side of the bike to use it for a shield, can't just spin the bike around with the trailer on it. Great, now I'm going to have to fight two big dogs. I start talking to them. Unafraid, because I know I could take either one, it's just that there's two is what I'm not sure about. The lab stops at the edge of the road. Hair still standing up she's not growling or showing teeth, she's just sniffing around, but I suspect she's waiting until I'm not watching her. The chessie get to the edge of the road turns around and trots back up toward the house, so now I'm watching the lab. Here comes the chessie. But, now she has a soccer ball? WTF? Just a few seconds ago you were making like you wanted to rip my legs off, and now you want to play? Women. So she drops the ball in the road and rolls it to me. I pick it up, throw it up in her yard and start to walk off. No way buddy, you're not getting away that easy. Here she comes with the ball. At this point the lab goes back to the house and I don't see her again. This goes on for about a dozen throws when I start walking on down the road. Here she comes following me. I tell her to go home and she turns and heads back to her house. I start walking home and here she comes, now without the ball. She won't get close enough to let me pet her, but she follows me all the way home and sniffs around the yard until I get my gear off the trailer and in the house, the trailer off the bike and inside, then bring the bike inside. I think if I'd stayed on the porch she'd still be out there.