Longtime readers will recall that a recent dog encounter left me a little spooked over returning to my usual neighborhood route.
So today I detoured over to the bay and ran along the designated hike/bike course. More witnesses.
Sadly, same result. Once again I was attacked by two vicious dogs.
The guy walking them (yes, they were leashed! What a concept!) was super nice and let me shoot their photo. He told me their names, which were Spanish and I don’t remember. He pointed out which was the mama and the baby. Proud papa.
A good run. Faith in humanity restored. I wish there had been beer along the course …