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an hour ago, came back from the pub, a young black cocker dog running around in the road, soaking wet....a lovely dog that turns out to be 4, not the 1-2 that I thought it was. Anyway, visited four folk, local farmers or a 'chalet tenant' and not theirs. Back here, keep the dogs separated, and on the first call to the father of a farming family with 3 farms, turns out he belongs to his eldest son - the son has just been around to pick him up, the dog missing 3 hours......
So good favour of the week done and I am soaking for it, a glass of Adam's Ale my reward.....
Any rescue stories of your own?
an hour ago, came back from the pub, a young black cocker dog running around in the road, soaking wet....a lovely dog that turns out to be 4, not the 1-2 that I thought it was. Anyway, visited four folk, local farmers or a 'chalet tenant' and not theirs. Back here, keep the dogs separated, and on the first call to the father of a farming family with 3 farms, turns out he belongs to his eldest son - the son has just been around to pick him up, the dog missing 3 hours......
So good favour of the week done and I am soaking for it, a glass of Adam's Ale my reward.....
Any rescue stories of your own?
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I was driving along a winding (yet still quite busy) country road, delivering Yellow Pages, when I came across a Yorkshire Terrier happily trotting down the middle of the road, in the opposite direction. He was obviously at risk of being killed by a driver encountering him as he came round a corner, so I put him on the back seat of my car and carried on driving towards the nearest village.
My canine companion wasn't at all scared and immediately jumped over the seats and sat on my knee while I was driving. (I was wondering how I was going to explain that to Pc Plod if I encountered him!).
As I came into the village the road narrowed and I had to pull over to allow a Land Rover to pass me. As it did so, I waved the driver down and asked him if he recognised the dog. He said "Oh no, not again! Everyone around here knows him. He belongs at the Old Vicarage, two miles away"
When I took him home his owners seemed grateful but they still let him play in their garden with the gate onto the road wide open! Some people, eh?!
I've also rescued a wandering dog on Folkestone sea front. He belonged to the owners of a local café, who seemed unconcerned that I'd found him half a mile away.
When I worked at a railway station we found a stunningly beautiful Siberian Husky on the platform. While we were working out what to do with him we heard an appeal for information about him on the local radio station, so we were able to reunite him with his owners.
My canine companion wasn't at all scared and immediately jumped over the seats and sat on my knee while I was driving. (I was wondering how I was going to explain that to Pc Plod if I encountered him!).
As I came into the village the road narrowed and I had to pull over to allow a Land Rover to pass me. As it did so, I waved the driver down and asked him if he recognised the dog. He said "Oh no, not again! Everyone around here knows him. He belongs at the Old Vicarage, two miles away"
When I took him home his owners seemed grateful but they still let him play in their garden with the gate onto the road wide open! Some people, eh?!
I've also rescued a wandering dog on Folkestone sea front. He belonged to the owners of a local café, who seemed unconcerned that I'd found him half a mile away.
When I worked at a railway station we found a stunningly beautiful Siberian Husky on the platform. While we were working out what to do with him we heard an appeal for information about him on the local radio station, so we were able to reunite him with his owners.
Yes, this one is number three as well, the first two in the States, number one, soaked King Charles was four miles from his house - or so we thought - until the owners turned up and they had moved in six up from us, a hole in the fence. Then there was number two that bit the missus - well that was the dog compound called in and a ten day wait and $130 for the owner, the bite probably in self defence but one has to take care over there.
This one had no tag on his collar but was, apparently, chipped.
This one had no tag on his collar but was, apparently, chipped.
Walking home from work one day last year in the p£ssing rain, I spotted a lost-looking dog roaming around the lakes. After standing with the dog for five minutes or so (felt like an hour), I rummaged around to find something 'lead'-like. I found my lanyard and attached it around the dogs collar. Not really a restraint for such a big dog, but better than nothing. I called the numbers on his tag, but no joy. I let the dog walk me, hoping he would take me to his home. He did, it was about 15 minutes away. The owners were really grouchy with me, saying that he likes to walk himself and go for a swim, I was freezing and soaked and not too amused by their response!
I have more successfully handed back dogs to more grateful owners in the past, where they had escaped from their garden or grip.
There is an ale called Adam's Ale. Have one then call trading standards saying that you believed it to be water
I have more successfully handed back dogs to more grateful owners in the past, where they had escaped from their garden or grip.
There is an ale called Adam's Ale. Have one then call trading standards saying that you believed it to be water
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