The angry black dog greeted us on the way to Platte today. He came blastin' out of the trees and scared the crap out of Wes and I. He didn't give much of a chase, but had a mighty bark. Fobben was a bit behind us and surprisingly didn't get hassled. Hadn't seen this large black beast in a while. I was kinda wondering if he was still around. He's a Bacon ride legend. I had just finished warning Wes about a 250 pound Rottweiler that Winklepleck almost killed on a Bacon ride last year when the dog appeared. It's a Labrador. Ha!
On the way back home I had my camera out. The Angry Black Lab didn't disappoint. I got you sucka!