When dogs AREN'T scary....
The other day DH and I were biking down a back country dirt road, and heard some little barks starting up as we passed a house. "Dog Alert!" we say to each other, getting prepared, but then this little midget herd of 5 pomeranians comes charging down the driveway and they all screech to a halt and start yipping at us. They were so little that each yip made them leave the ground momentarily, like corn popping or something. Too funny. So we rode past this little pack of popping apoplectic tribbles trying to sound ferocious. We felt sorry for them, and tried to make them feel omnipotent by convincingly crying out "HELP! HELP!" as we passed.