Chased by?

[Divscotty]

Tonight a peekaneese (i have no idea how to spell it) chased me and nearly followed me into the garage. He was quite intense. I was worried he would get hit by a car.

[hairygrump]

You know, this'll probably get me fatally mauled one day, but I always stop when those things come after me. Somebody told me once that they only chase you because you run, so I figured that if you stop they'll stop chasing you (and maybe start in with the mauling, but not necessarily).

Anyway, I haven't been bitten yet, but I haven't been chased by any really scary dogs. I just stop, grab my ulock and keep my hands to my chest. I try to stand there until they get bored and go home.

"**** off, doggy. Good doggy. Sit."

[Divscotty]

I am fairly sure that I would be bitten if I stopped. Cause BIG DOGS scare me and I figure they know that - cause it's their business to know that stuff. And they would bite me just for dog sport.

[Divscotty]

My idea is they have pointy teeth for some reason and it sure isn't for Purina Dog chow. And they have little brains too. Little brains and pointy teeth - a biting combination if you ask me.

[The Gordo]

As a kid I slung papers from a BMX bike in the afternoons and have had my share of canine confrontations. The absolute best solution is to take your waterbottle and give them a little blast to the face.. This totally resets their disposition for some reason and they usually just stand there bewildered. I will say that this approach has worked for me 100%.

Solution number two: As the dangerous hound threatens your calves with his pointy teeth, get him on your strong side and blast him with a strong BMX style sidekick. If he's huge go for that 180 you've always wanted to pull off and give it to him good. I've only done it once to a bastard cur german sheperd that lived behind the dumpster of my local Kroger. He chased me everyday for two weeks and then never again.

Aces:
The Gordo

[SeaWolf]

The only things that follow me while I ride are police cars. But that's only when I'm on my BMX bike.

[phats]

4th to 7th grade I had a paper route and experienced a large amount of dog anger.

One dog sticks out in my mind. He was a large brown dog, of the hunting sort, who was randomly left outside both tied and untied. He had it in for me and on the days he was untied the chase was really something.

He lived on a hill that I had to ride down at the beginning of the route- I would always bomb the hill and pedal my butt off. I rode a 1985? General 12-speed mountain bike that vaguely shifted gears but was normally stuck in the big ring up front and the smallest in the back.

Depending on his mood, the dog would either watch me go by with nary a growl or chase me at full speed snapping at my ankles. The real pisser was I had to ride back up the same hill about 40 minutes later or ride an extra 8-10 miles to get home. It was the uphill trips with the wrong gearing which really sucked. They usually consisted of the dog waiting for me at the bottom of the hill and me cursing my bike for not shifting into the right gear - no indexing or any sort of technical miracles on this bike- it was a Kmart beauty. The dog would brave all kinds of traffic to pursue me up that hill barking and snapping all the way. He even got a few good bites in sometimes.

I started carrying Off bug spray in my paper bag, however, on the days that I actually remembered to carry the spray the dog was never out. One particularly fierce chase I kicked the bastard in the snout, which led to him breaking off the chase. But a few days later he was back. I became better at the kicking routine but eventually got pretty frustrated with the situation and told my parents about it, because that is what you do when you are in 6th grade.

My parents called the owner who claimed that the dog was always tied up. Obviously we knew this was not the case as the dog was regularly loose or able to get off the line, so we continued to complain. At one point these people actually became a customer- not through my marketing attempts, but through the addition of a new tenant to what I later found out was a group house. After a few months, the owner of the dog moved out of the group house solving the situation.

[The Gordo]

Just yesterday... I was being chased by rabid bull mastif.

I stopped threw down my ride and promptly bit the son of a bitch right on the damn leg. That'll teach him. He wimpered away like chihuahua.

He,He,He

[Rotifer]

I've thought, recently, that the big ring on the bike would make a good weapon. Make sure you are in the middle, stop, pick the bike up and bring the ring down hard on the dog. That would hurt.

[Paolo]

If you are frightened, then you will either remain that way, or you will resolve your fear. Do not allow yourself to be bitten, but be defensive. The water trick sound like it should work the best....but, if you want to overcome your fear, then it requires a game of chicken. When the dog comes a barking, get off your bike and put it in between you and the dog. Bark back at it, or yell at it. If the dog really wants to bite you, then you ride away and call the police. That should take care of the little bastard. Who knows for sure?