To begin with, I’m not sure whether it’s gonna be a hobby or not cos’ I’m not really passionate about it.
My ‘Ang’ has been bugging me for the longest time to pick up that unused bicycle sitting at my mother-in-law’s place. Everytime when we bring Hero out for a walk along the park connector, my ‘Ang’ complains that I walked too slow and I couldn’t pick up my pace fast enough for Hero.
Well, Hero is a German Shephard.
My ‘Ang’ WAS an athelete.
Me? Dislike sweating.
So, one fine evening after our routine Saturday dinner at my in-laws, my ‘Ang’ decided to bring the bicycle home.
It is a foldable bicycle to begin with, and it is light. Ask me what brand? I don’t know. My sister-in-law, a housewife with 3 school going children, cycles to and fro schools to pick up her kids, do her grocery shopping and commute to and fro my mother-in-law’s house (We all lived within streets away from each other). Come the routine Saturday evening, her brood and her will cycle to my mother-in-laws place for dinner. She bought this foldable bicycle for her mother because her mother prepares lunch and dinner for her children and brings them to their home. So, 4 trips a day can be tough on a 65 year old’s weakening joints and feet. But my mother-in-law hasn’t been actively using it. And soon, it was collecting cobwebs. And my ‘Ang’ who will not spend any single cent unnecessarily, decided to jump on the wasted bicycle.
My father-in-law, being in the bicycle and rubber tyre business his whole life until recently retired, fitted the mechanism, checked that the brakes, etc. Frankly, I figure not what he was doing to it. Until ……Aiyah……”TYRE PANG CHEK”!!
So, my ‘Ang’ pushed it to the nearest petrol station to get the tyres pumped while I drove home in air-condition bliss.
The next couple of days, my ‘Ang’ adjusted the seat, knocked a little here and there, unscrewed a little here and there…and finally, he said “Let’s bring Hero for a ride”.
I know my ‘Ang’s’ ultimate aim is to ride the bicycle with Hero obediently heeling and running by its side. That’s a challenge! The consequence is that once Hero gets distracted, the bicycle “peng”, he “peng”, Hero also “peng”. Then you can imagine the whole jumbled up mess of metal, human flesh and hero’s fur. Not nice.
But anyway, we attempted. Here’s a vid of my ‘Ang’ training Hero.
Not bad sia!! I’m so proud of my Hero!! A German Shephard indeed!!! Very trainable!!
Hero does pulled on the leash when he sees someone he knows and tends run towards the subject. I had to let him off the leash twice because he was pulling me along the bicycle. But my ‘Ang’ says I need to pull him back and shouldn’t let him go. I need to correct Hero or else I’ll be in deep trouble next time.
We’ll need more training for Hero. My biggest worry – when hero sees a cat or dog!!
Last Sunday, I attempted riding the bicycle to buy prawn noodles. Will write more on that experience next post.
Beerkaki 