True Story.

Slowed down to avoid hitting what I thought was at first a strange cat, or a ferret, then it started barking and chasing me. Picked up speed once I passed it and gave some thought to stopping to see if I could find its home, but it stopped chasing me after a few houses, so I figured it was defending its turf.

But still…. My family has been cursed with Daschunds for at least two generations, and not the friendly cuddly ones either, the land-locked barracuda with teeth kind, so I tend to be wary around them. o_O Don’t mess with the badger-hunting dogs, them's got jaws!