It was Saturday morning, I was on my bicycle, escorted by my dad. He warned me not to worry if a yellow dog started to chase me. We cycled past a huge house and the I saw it… the biggest dog I have ever seen running toward me. Drool was flying out of its mouth and all over the place . Desperate to escape, I greedily grabbed a stick and fired it with all my strength . The dog came to a halt and darted toward the stick. I was safe .