Have you ever had to rescue your dog

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I love dogs and by all the pics and threads here Im not alone. Has your best friend ever needed rescuing ? My last dog " half Husky mix" was always getting in a pickle. I had to get her out of a leghold trap. This was my second attempt at trap rescue. First attempt didnt turn out to good. Had some hospital time after that one. She fell through the ice once, I was able to reach down from the bank and grab her front paws, as she was desperately hanging on. Then she got caught in a fast flowing river. Once again , I was able to reach down and snag her forefeet as she was digging her claws in to keep from being swept away.

You guys had to save your canines butts?
 
Save them, not really. My older pup fell on the ice and has been limping, I had to pick him up and carry him inside, put him on his cot near the wood stove. He is getting around better. Little aspirin, a massage, and a treat.
 
2 summers ago I brought my pit to the country house. he has a really bad addiction for cutting himself... I think he might be emo... he'll play with boulders/rocks of any size, roll them around, attack them... bark... hell you name it... he's probably done it. Anyway he'll scratch up his nose and cut it real bad without really caring.. this got me into trouble once with the neighboors, because my nephew was playing with him this one time and they thought my dog had attacked him because he had blood marks on his arms/shirt... only to later realize the dog is Emo.

Anyway before I turn this post highly uninteresting, Uhm... I ended up throwing a rock in this lake out back, and he plunged in to get it..... 1 second, 2seconds, 3-4seconds pass. 5seconds... wheres the dog... so I jumped in fully dressed, wallet, cellphone shoes EVERYTHING.. and had to drag his ass out... Thank god his head is so big, it acted like a giant float underwater and made it rather easy to find him and pull him out.

Now this might seem like something your dog would do naturally and there's really nothing to worry about....
but he never went swimming before... and well.. the fact that he would hop to get himself around the lake rather then doggy swim... or just walking... sorta had me worried... by hoping... I mean. pogo stick style... in less then 1feet's water.

Enjoy!
 
Of my two dogs, beta is very muscular and agile and seems to just float off the ground without ever hurting herself. Max on the other hand is not in great shape and a total clutz. He gets his head caught between branches, or gets stuck trying to crawl under a fallen tree stump all the time. I usually have to keep my eye on Max. He also has a bit of a neurological issue when he gets all stressed out, he kind of goes into a seizure. It might actually be a form of doggy epilepsy - I don't know for sure, but I'm sure as heck not taking him to the vet to find out :) Anyhow, even though max is the younger of my two mutts, I don't think max will outlive his older mate. He's 9 years old now and I'm not sure how long he's got.

Other than that I haven't had to rescue them per say. They get into the odd dog aggression but that has always been more noisy posturing than anything real. Beta usually takes over those as she will step up the aggression if the other dog shows signs of crochetyness. In those situations, I usually hate having to deal with the owners more than the dogs. Some owners are cool about it, they know that dogs just need to sniff each other out and usually one will try to show some dominance. Other owners act like dogs are supposed to behave like kindergardeners and freak out when one dog growls a bit.
 
i had to pull my lab Zane from a frozen creek last year the ice broke and he went in .lucky i was able to use a deadfall tree shimmy out on it and pulled he free. i thought he would be freezeing but he carryed on like nothing happened.
 
My dog likes to cut his paws open between the pads. I have been to the Vets on Easter Sunday to get a him worked on when his paw swelled to the size of a cantelope. It was a cut that he had gotten the night before at our lakehouse and even though we scrubbed it clean it got really infected. The Vet had to knock out my dog so he could work on him and when Zeke started to come to he really wanted to come to me. It was the most pathetic/hilarious sight as he stumbled over to me. Must have taken him 3 tries to do it.




I did this a while back. Here is a quote from the post about it.
orrey45 said:
I know this is a little of topic but I figured I would share what I did last night.

I went for a run last night with my dog and when I was just about to wrap it up I passed a woman with her two young kids (8-10 years old) walking their chihuahua and mastiff. The mastiff slipped out of his collar (not a choke chain) and bolted towards us. I had already passed them so I didn't know what was happening until I was pushed aside by the mastiff and my dog was on his back defending himself. The next thing I knew was that my dog was yelping and blood was covering the concrete. My reaction was to dive onto the mastiff and unlatch him from my pup. Seems that I cut up myself on the road but I ended up with the mastiff's throat in my hands and my knee on its chest. Needless to say I was pissed that this woman had a dog she couldn't control using ignorance as an excuse. Luckily I wasn't bit because I carry a nice Spyderco Pacific Salt when running.

Summary: My dog was attacked and I am pissed. Yalls thoughts?


A few pics, nothing bad but I spoil my dog and I take an attack on him to be an attack on me.
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How he looks on a normal day.
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When I found Mac he was 87 pounds and every bone in his body showed. He now weights in at a healthy 140 pounds. Thats on the vets Scala not a guess.
 
A few years ago, hot summer day, my wife and kids were in the boat about 100 feet in front of the dock at my folk's vacation place. I stayed behind with the dogs. Our german shepard snuck out of the door and went straight to the lake, and kept going towards the boat. By the time he made it to the boat, his rear end was sinking fast, and he was struggling to keep his head above water. It is a small boat, no way my wife could get him in without swamping it. I swam out to them, and was able to gently grab his muzzle in one hand, hold him up with my other hand on his belly, and side stroke back to shore. That was the last time he tried to chase a boat!
 
The current one from water. It was fast flowing and the banks were steep mud. He's a good swimmer and if he'd had the wit to relax and just go with the current 'till an exit point all would have been well, but it was one of his first few goes in that environment and in panic he began to thrash the water like an egg whisk. Dragging him out was instinctive. As I said to my woman afterwards, "I'll drown before he does".

My last dog got caught in wire. She had tone on a rabbit and jumped a wire fence but didn't see the two separate strands above it. A front leg went through and she went over. It left her dangling in the twist of wire. She was too heavy and uncooperative to haul back over 'cos it hurt. Even with my coat wrapped round my forearm she did a pretty good job of biting me. Ho hum, got her free. Moved from sometimes to always carrying good strong proper pliers with me ever since.
 
It's been awhile but the best dog that I ever had was a Chessy that I called Misty,she was a hunter from day one.I was about 18 and still living at home on our farm.My brother and I were down in the pasture behind the barn and Misty was with us,there's a small pond and dad had a few ducks and geese on it.Misty saw those geese and decided that she wanted one,she swam out onto the pond and started chasing one around but everytime she got close to one,it would duck under the water and come up behind her.She swam for about 15min trying to catch one and I couldn't call her off the pond so I said to my brother"we're going to have to try and kill one for her".All we had were stones but on the 3rd or 4th try my brother clipped one on the side of the head and knocked it out,Misty promptly retrieved it but that silly dog would have either died trying or we would have had to gone into that old muckpond to save her.
 
Hi,

I've had to save one of my Springers about 3 years ago while hunting pheasants late December. Was about 20 degrees and he worked a bird out on to the ice in a small slough where he promptly fell in. He was unable to climb back up onto the ice. I had to put down my gun and go in after him. It was about waist deep with about a 1/2" of ice on it. About 20 yards out and back. Then a 2 mile walk back to the truck in a pretty stiff north wind. I still hunt the old boy, and he's still an idiot of a dog.:D

I lost one about 15 years ago. Was hunting some public land. He impaled himself on a bent over fence post. I released him on a crippled runner that a client had wing-tipped. He died in my arms there in the field. He was perhaps the best dog I've ever hunted.

dalee
 
Rescued my dog Bella from a pund in Pheonix. She was thin, you could see her ribs, and was in really bad shape, ticks all over her.

Now she is fat:D

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That is the Christmas ham bone next to her.
 
They weren't my dogs, and I didn't volunteer to rescue them, but...

A couple of years ago, I was hiking across a canyon from a guy who was hiking with his two golden retrievers.........who got all excited chasing a rabbit, and chased it into the center of a prickly pear patch that was about 75 yds across.

Once well into the center, they began to realize they couldn't move without getting ever more thorns in their feet.

So they turned their heads back towards their master, and started piteously whining!

When I finally lost sight of them, the guy was still trying to coax them out of the patch, without him going into it!

I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry! :confused:
 
Maisy once fetched a stick ( small tree ) in the ocean when it was quite choppy and due it's large diameter her mouth was spragged open allowing water to flow down her throat. When she eventually made it to shore she just stood panting heavily and I noticed that her stomach was just hanging so full of water it made me sick to see it. I lifted her rea end and kinda kept squeezing her stomach slightly as water kept pumping out of her mouth. By this time she had gone into shock and I carried her frantically until I found a nearby vet. Once at the vets I just became a blubbering wreck as they pumped her full of anti-biotics and diuretics. I had cleared the fluid from her stomach but it had also gone into her lungs, to cut a long story short the vet said that my actions had saved her life and within two days she had made a full recovery. This is not something I would ever like to happen again !!!!
 
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While visiting a friend on Vacouver Island, we went for a hike and ended up following a fence line for a quatre mile or so. Her dog was attacked by two G. Sheppards (I'm pretty sure they were from the property on the other side of the fence.) Anyway she had one on her backside and one on her neck and they were having a tug-o-war... litterally picking her up of the ground. My friend and I started bashing them with sticks with little effect.... so I improvised..... I grabbed one of them by the junk, picked it up and whipped it into a tree. (didn't know dogs could make that kind of noise) I went after the other dog and dug my fingers into it eye socket... deeeep! That dog bolted but the other one didn't get up (it was still alive). Cammy, my friend's dog was ripped up pretty bad and ended up with 20+ stitches...... she layed beside me for the entire 2 weeks I was there....... The dog, that is..... not my friend.... lol.

I've had two dogs for going on 9yrs now, and have never had to bail them out of any trouble.

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I've been tempted to "rescue" my lab when he'd seem to get in trouble in the water while duck hunting. I never did, and he would always make it. The only real assistance he'd ever need was picking seeds out of his eyes after/during pheasant hunts. Sometimes the seeds would get really deep into his eye sockets- really deep- like somewhere in between his frontal cortex and his soul. It was rather disgusting, and I kept thinking he'd go blind- either from the seeds themselves, or from me digging at them, but not a problem- he didn't even bat an eye.;)
 
Last dog, I rescued from the pound the day she was going to get put down.

But that's not what you're asking about, is it?

Rescued somebody's Brittany from being lost last week. Owner fetched him from the MPs a couple of days later. Guy said he'd taken off after a rabbit while they were hunting.

My Brittany, nah, I can't think of the last time I had to rescue her. I mean, hunting, I help her up or down stuff if she needs it, and pull out the cactus needles, and I spent a couple hundred bucks last week on her cause she messed up her leg. Vet had to take xrays and such, then anti-inflammatories for the next week. Quail season ended that day for her, since she's not allowed to really get out and work out/run for a couple more weeks.

Have you ever tried to keep a bird dog from running? She's going insane. So is my wife. :D
 
baldtaco-II said:
The current one from water. It was fast flowing and the banks were steep mud. He's a good swimmer and if he'd had the wit to relax and just go with the current 'till an exit point all would have been well, but it was one of his first few goes in that environment and in panic he began to thrash the water like an egg whisk. Dragging him out was instinctive. As I said to my woman afterwards, "I'll drown before he does".
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Almost the exact same story here with my Rottie, hiking along a set of rapids (shear rock face down about 4-6 feet to the water) she got to close and lost her footing on the wet rocks. Once in the water she would have been able to walk out no problem if she went with the current another 40 feet down, but the problem is she's not used to the water and she panicked. Wouldn't follow me down the bank and just kept facing upstream fighting to make headway.
I had to climb down the rock face while my wife tried to anchor me, and finally managed to grab hold of her collar to pull her out.
 
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