Ruckus (yes, that’s his name) got scared over a cat with a cone of shame on our bike ride (and soooo close to home). He instantly cut in front of the bike causing me to screech to a halt and still manage to run into him a bit. In the process, I flipped on my bike and landed on my side. I came out with scrapes and bruises, while he came out with a loss in his pride. But look at that smug face!