Felix, the dog who does it right

I was walking about 20 minutes from my home on an early summer day. I could see the pond and the new goslings learning to swim behind their mothers.

A car was edging close behind me. I didn’t look back. The neighbors on this country road always slowed their speed and waved as they drove by. I had a feeling that this car was not friendly. I moved toward the pond and grabbed hold of a small limb from a young tree. Why was I shaking? Why was my heart pounding?

The car stopped beside me. The man leaned out his window. I yelled at him, “You should be more careful.” He laughed, “Don’t like my drivin...