Probably naybe not a mood lightener Don, but your joke reminded me that when I was 18 I bought a shiny new CB750F (1975 model, NOS, the dealers couldn't give them away back then) and was out on a ride when a big German Shepherd ran out from his yard and launched himself at me, almost taking me and the bike out. I went home, and the next day was driving my old "Valiant VIP" in the same street, and once again, the dog ran straight at me, so I opened the door and accellerated, and bowled him big time.
A couple of days later I was at a local disco and a girl that a friend was trying to set me up with was telling me how sad she was that some baastard had run over her dog. She then went on to tell me that a neighbour saw it and knew what make and model of car hit it, and the color. Luckily for me, they didn't get the license plate. I excused myself and slunk out to the carpark and drove my car home quietly........
