May 25, 2003 RUN, DOGGIE, RUN We were coming down into this town Down on the Ohio River. We were coming off a hill, So the speed was pretty high. As we reached the edge of the little town, A tiny dog took note. He came to life, and started a sprint, And angled toward the bike. As he came along side the captain’s foot, He looked up at the Team. He put on more speed – just enough To beat us to the store. We thought he might like a little bite Of the tandem team Zell/linn, But what he really wanted - Was to lie down and lick his butt! Ron