So I rode to the pet shop[1] to get food for the moggies. I walk in the door, helmet and tank bag in hand, and there's a lady with her dog talking to the owner. I get a smile from the owner (she knows me), the dog starts growling and barking, the woman starts backing away from me and says, "Oh, it's a man in black, you're scaring us". I walked past and went into the back of the shop, grabbed a bag of food and started back to the front to pay for it. The barking starts again, the woman says, "Oh, the man in black is back, we have to go" and starts backing away towards the door. Christ almighty, you'd of thought a boat load of Vikings came in the shop. [1] It's a wee shop like Jen's and even has motorcycle parking in front. -- Mike SV650 UKRMMA#22 Skype: muddycat
I think he should get one anyway - depending, of course, on what particular breed of mutt was scared of him. I don't think Pomeranians or Cairn terriers count ...
