Oh yeah, don't we have fun! The lilttle dogs get caught up in the spokes, and the bigger ones just lean into us and knock us over! One of my most memorable dog stories is about a police dog! A group of us were doing a ride on a tried/true road, and I was pulling up the rear. I noted in the distance on my left, a state trooper's car, with the K-9 designation on it, but thought little of it. Just as the cyclist in front of me zipped by the trooper's car, I saw a streak of grey coming out into the road. The trooper was screaming for his dog to stop (Bullet, by the way) and the dog was aiming right for me. I did the only thing I could think of and that was to stop immediately, and put the bike between ole Bullet and me! Bullet then pressed his cold wet nose to my leg, all the while the trooper was advancing and trying to give commands. You know, every class has someone who has to graduate last, but I wonder why they all live on the roads I ride on LOL! The only thing the trooper said in the way of an apology was that the dog "really doesn't like bikers"...mmmm. After tellling a few a few folks about this, everyone agreed that I probably did the safest thing with a trained attack dog, as I know I couldn't have outrun him, and thinking about a 100 pound dog doing the big leap to knock me down still gives me the shivers. BTW dog and trooper are no longer in the neighborhood....:-)