I took Mr N Frosty, my new recumbent trike, out for a pootle over the
lunchtime. A couple were out walking their collie which was unleashed. I
approached with caution. Thankfully said collie was very well behaved, staying
sat on the verge as told to by its owner, but with a distinct look of "WTF??"
on its canine face. Later in the route is a lane on which is often found an old
dog, some sort of terrier, which lies smack bang in the middle of the tarmac.
When approaching on my normal bike or in a car, the dog gets up and strolls to
the verge, waits until you've passed & then resumes its spot in the middle of
the tarmac. Go figure, but it's old, it's still alive, so it must have success
in avoiding being run over. Today was the first time it was there when I've
been on the 'bent. It spotted me - it sat up, it wagged its tail, it wagged its
tail so hard it went into a full body wagging session, and it ran towards me.
So I stopped, wondering what was coming next; friend or foe. It got to me,
wagged like mad, licked my hand,
barked *happily* and promptly rolled over for a tummy scratch. It does not do
this when I'm on my normal bike. Come to think of it, neither does Vernon ;-)

Cheers, helen s

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