Tanner's nemesis and bike night

I guaranty this will make you laugh. Since Tanner has his staples until Friday, we can only walk him for now. Believe me he misses his tennis balls, but I think he really does enjoy his walks with us more and more each day. So this morning, I'm walking him before work and Tanner spots a metal garden bunny sitting in a neighbor's yard. He gets all tall and stiff, begins to walk slower, keeping his right eye squarely on the bunny, then VERY slowly begins to approach it like he's stalking it. When he's about 5 feet away, he starts to lower himself closer to the ground, lowering a little bit further with each step, until he's about a foot away from the garden bunny and literally about two inches off the ground, not touching the grass with his belly. Without moving his feet forward, he stretches out to get closer, and then whines - yes whines! So I laugh, which spooks him, he retreats about 5 feet back, and then we start the process all over again. Stalk, get low, stretch and whine. He does this about 4 times, then gets all wild and crazy and begins running around in circles, tail tucked between his legs. I'm all by myself, laughing hysterically (the neighbors must think we are nuts). Then all of a sudden he stops running like a mad man, gets really close to the bunny again, down on his front paws, butt in the air, and barks at the bunny like it's literally trying is murdering him. I just could not stop laughing! He must have barked at this thing like 20 times. So I walk up to the bunny, shortening Tanner's leash so he's right next to me, and I reach down and touch the bunny so he sees it's not moving, nor trying to kill him. Apparently, Tanner was a bit concerned that I might get murdered by this bunny as well, because he let out this awful doggie scream/bark, at which point, I thought my stomach muscles were going to explode (I haven't laughed that hard in a long time). At this point, I decide to stop torturing poor Tanner, and we start to walk away, but Tanner is still mesmerized by this bunny. I am literally dragging him down the street, and he's turned halfway sideways, one eye on the bunny and one eye on me, because obviously this bunny is going to come to life, chase us down and kill us! Like I said, this made you laugh, I know it. Here's his nemesis:

I rode my bike last night and for the first time, I was exceedingly sore and tight. Haven't been that way since like the first week I hurt myself. Not sure why. So I get on the bike and it takes me about 15-20 attempts to get my right leg able to fully go around (usually it takes at most five tries). Then about another 3-5 minutes to get loose enough where I don't come close to stopping at the top of the rotation on my bad leg (usually about 1-2 minutes). After that first 5 minutes, I'm good to go and just pedaling away. All in all, felt pretty good when I was done. Ben and I took Tanner for a walk before bed and did turn back a little bit sooner than we normally do, so I know I'm more sore for some reason, just can't figure out why. Tonight: leg lifts and heel slides, here I come.