Last night a couple neighbors, father and son, were riding their dirt bikes (motorcycles). no lights, down the road from us and hit each other head on. They each ended up with major broken bones and flight for life was called in. When the choppers went over, I could hear Ranger saying "Oh no! It's a round-up!" and chasing the others around the corral. I went out and tossed a couple flakes of hay and he said "Oh... never mind" and ate quietly with the others during the return flyover. Chicken Little does Allenspark.