Could be Worse! Could be Raining!
Kate and I pedaled off,
I more slowly as my speed was impeded by riding one armed. My
steering was wobbly and I was a bit dizzy. Reaching the next incline
of sorts became more of a challenge as I had to pedal harder.
From out of nowhere two
dogs lurched at us barking fiercely. I have never been afraid of
dogs. Ferocious though they were I paid no attention. Kate let out a
shout and she was away. This sent both the dogs in my direction.
I thought they would
just run off. They didn't. Instead, they kept approaching. Both of
them opened their jaws and wanted to take a bite out of me. I didn't
know which one to focus on. Should I dismount the bike? What should I
do? I was trying to manage kicking and pedaling at the same time.
Nearly falling off, but
still moving ahead as fast as I could, the dogs were staying even
with me. One was black and brown like a doberman mix; the other was
white and tan. Both were medium to large size, still nipping at any
part of me easy enough to get ahold of.
I began to pray loudly.
Nothing more than a shout for help. It came. By the time I reached
the top of the hill, they had given up or thought me no longer a
threat. Thankful was I. Trying to grasp for air and not panic, Kate
looked back at me with huge, brown eyes.
“You are so lucky!”
she exclaimed, no knowing to laugh or be silent.
I shook it off. I
remembered a funny line out of the movie Young Frankenstein. Playing
my best British accent I quoted it, “Could be worse! Could be
In that moment, the
heavens opened up. We were in total disbelief. "It's raining!" we
chuckled. "I can't believe you said that and now it's raining!"
Written by Jori Sams