As he watched his life savings run towards oncoming traffic, Jeff realized, it would have been smarter to tie the dogs to his bike, and not to each other

Sometimes the Army just can't afford to take all day to clear a minefield...

"These dogs are barking mad! I'm going wheely fast! There's snow way I'll stop in time!

Sorry.

Neither fugitive dog trusted the other, but they would have to cooperate to escape the fate of being fixed.

Although the Vikings worshipped many gods, Tyler, God of Bike Messengers, was often ignored.

Aaron's fate was sealed the second he threw the rest of his burger over the cliff.

Little Timmy's first... and last... photograph.

Not only did Jim's new summer dogsled fail but his idea to get the dogs motivated with an intense amount of fleas seemed to have backfired