A good biker

OK, not all bikers are jerks.

Sure, some pass you without warning, but sometimes they stop and help you.

I went for a ride on my trike today, just me and Claren. It went well at first, but then Claren kept jogging too far forward and the leash would get caught under the tire.

I was able to fix it most times it happened by just unhooking the leash from her collar, pulling the leash out of the tire and rehooking it. But once, I was having trouble so this biker stopped, asked if I needed help and when I said yes, he helped. Then he sped off.