CAVEAT: Apparently, Victorian England was so plagued by feral
dogs (two generations separate a lap dog from a weird-looking fox, basically) that dog-specific guns were a regularly advertised to cyclists.
Here's one "link":www.hellinahandbasket.net/2008/04/a_cyclists_gun.htm
This isn't the case here, though - and we're not riding penny-farthings with no brakes. I'd #%$*ing chase one of those.
Heal up Jay, and make the owner pay for new skin [for your moby seat].