This is a crazy story, but true-
I was arrested Saturday afternoon, around 5. Saturday I went for a mountain bike ride ( I am an avid mtn. biker), as I was leaving the trail which comes out in a park that is usually full of people on the weekends. People walking their dogs. taking pictures, enjoying the coastline, etc etc. So after a 4 hour ride I am dead tired, as I exit this lady's dog gets loose and begins to chase me. This normally would not be a problem, but I could not give anything more. So this large poodle-dog gets near and I try to unclip and give it a kick. So I rotate my foot inwards, to unhook my shoe from the pedal then BAM- the dog bites on the leg and I hit the ground- bike-still attached!

The dog has me on the leg. He bites and releases twice then lunges again. During this time, the fat bitch is yelling and watching, making zero effort to come get her dog! So after the lunge I hit the dog in the head- with all the power I could muster! The dog drops-like a dead weight! Now ol' fat bitch (that looks like Lou-lou from He-Haw) starts screaming with blood curdling screams- awwhhhhhhhhhh you killed my dog, you #%$^&@*, so I take off my shoes, because my cleats had loosened in the fry and I couldnt clip off- I get the bike up- I am dazed, shocked, hurt and still amazed at what had happen- get up give the dog a kick in the head for good measure. I want to make sure that bastard will no get up again!

By now onlookers are coming voer to check on me and see what had happend! This woman begins yelling, throws her purse at me, hits me in the head, which lands me on the ground again! I get up and tell her that she is a stupid **** and needs to control her mutt- she couldnt and I did! By now her husband comes over and tells me that I am wrong for hitting and kcikign the dog- and most of all for calling his dear wife a ****. He says that he should hit me and kick me like I did "lil' Debbie", the recently deceased. I tell him that he "failed to control both of his bitches and to not make threats". I suppose it was at this time, someone called the police. She is crying and cussing, he is talking crap and I am trying to gather my senses. Now anger sets in! As he is talking- and consoling the big-bitch, she is getting angry and kicking dirtt on me, throwing clumps of grass and mud that she pulls up and kicking my bike! At first it was funny but I had enough!

As ol girl continues I finally had to tell her- bitch be cool and shut up! This seems to drag on for what seemed like 30 minutes but was more like 10- the husband finally tells me that he is going to call ASPCA and have me arrested. I tell his that he is a piece of **** and to get away! At this time, i picked my bike up and was going to put in the bed of my truck and this bastard grabs my bike and throws it down ( this is an 800 dollar Specialized!), and tells me that I am not going anywhere! I aksed if he could stop me- he said "you are forcing me to do this!:, at which time he took a swing at my chest! So, I laid him out! People are laughing, gasping and pullingn in closer- then the man comes- puts me in the car, my bike in the bed of the truck AND has my truck towed! I go to jail- no questions about what happend-just straight to the hoosegow!
Once there- they get the story. I guess some onlookers called in and explained what happens, and the folks stading by watching were questioned. After that bitch said " he killed my dog and hit my husband"- that was all that it took! So I spend Sat. and early Sun. with a motley bunch of drunks, crack heads and mostly dead-beat dads tht the city picked up. What a great time!
The Navy sent someone to come and get me- I am wating for the call to expain this!