Every morning after Eric leaves for work, breakfast has been eaten and we've had our diapers changed (mainly Malak's), Mal and I head out for a morning walk or bike ride. We bought a baby seat that is now attached to the back of my bike and Malak LOVES it! So we generally find the bike ride more fun than the boring old stroller- and I like it better, seeing as it gets deathly hot much too early here in Oklahoma, I like to be able to coast down a hill or two with the wind cooling us down. Anyhoo, this morning, much like every other morning, we were riding in our neighborhood, having a relaxing ride...breeze blowing in my hair and through all 8 of Malak's hairs. It was glorious. Until, a ferocious beast much like the one pictured below,ran towards us, teeth bared, barking and screeching! It freaked the crap out of me and I nearly crashed our locomotive as I swerved to get away from the little devil. Either he was a super fast runner or I am a super slow pedaler, because he was on the attack and I couldn't get away!! He followed us for a block or so, me pedaling with all my might, screaming and laughing as the miniature Lassie tried to kill us. I of course, had to save my sweet new son who was just watching whole scenario with eyebrows raised, from the beast who was now trying to bite his tiny size one feet!! I am sorry to say I gave the little devil a swift kick in the jaw, but seriously, he was biting my boy! At that point he gave up on his breakfast feast of baby foot after I kicked him and we were free. Phew. The weird thing is that just a few houses down, our hearts still beating wildly from our near death experience, we came upon a Doberman Pincer (much like this one shown below)who was wandering the street- he looked at us, and took a stance like he was going to attack! Needless to say we turned our bike around and got out of there. What the crap?? Since when does a poor girl still in her jammie's and a cute little brown baby on a bike pose a threat to dogs?? Since this morning I guess.
Did I mention that our attacker was not just a collie but a miniature collie? So he stood only about a foot tall...but beastly nonetheless.
(To all you animal lovers, which would include myself, I am not usualy an animal kicker...these were rare and extreme circumstances and it was a more like a nudge)