This evening I rode my motorcycle to the drugstore to pick up a prescription. There’s a small detour on the way that leads down a couple side streets in a quiet neighborhood. I was rounding a corner when I heard some barking, then looked down to see a brown and white dog making a beeline towards me. In no time he was literally nipping at my heels and biting my ankles. After I straightened the bike I hit the throttle and took off. That’s one more good reason to wear a tough pair of boots!