To the bicyclist who I found in my yard having an altercation with my dog Wednesday morning, April 9 at approximately 9:30 a.m. as I drove home, I apologize for yelling at you. I had no call to be so defensive when you were only trying to let me know that my dog had gone in the road.
I drove around for 30 minutes trying to find you and apologize afterwards. I had just given away a dog last year that I dearly loved because he had started to go in the road, but all my bicycling friends have been assuring me that this 5-year-old that I’ve had since she was a puppy has never gone in the road. Also, three of my friends have had their homes broken into recently so I came over with the worst in mind.
However, I have no reason to think you would risk what appeared to be a dangerous dog to approach my door and tell me what I needed to hear. I assure you we will put a real fence up, since she is apparently starting to breach the e-fence. But more importantly, my having a bad week does not excuse the way I treated you and I truly am very sorry.
On the chance that you do not read this paper, I would like any bicyclist who might know a man (dark blue biking shirt, biking shorts, tall, dark hair) who was on Carson Road with this story to please extend my apologies to him.