Dog Stories

 

 

I thought perhaps you few might enjoy the dog vignettes below---all are from a book called "Mondo Canine":

Madge, a bitch owned by Dr. C. Fosgate of Oxford, New York was once called upon to trace a lost boy in a town upstate. The trail was twenty-four hours old. Madge climbed fences, wandered through yards, went down alleys, and presently asked to be let into a grocery store. Inside, she trotted to a crate of oranges, then crossed over and placed both front paws on the counter. The grocer then remembered that a little boy had come in the day before, taken an orange from the crate, and paid for it at the counter, The end of the story though is tragic. Madge came to a pier end at a river and plunged unhesitatingly into the water. The boys body was discovered there. He had drowned.

James Thurber

Even the most skillful professional tracking handler will occasionally yield to the temptation of asserting his intellectual superiority over the dog. More often than not, it is the handler who defeats the dog, rather than the difficulty of the trial.

L. Wilson Davis

There was a twelve year old girl in Arcadia who took a handful of sleeping pills. The local police arrived on the scene and found the empty bottle and a suicide note, but the girl had disappeared. The doctor said that if the girl wasn't found in a short time she would be dead. The police department put twelve policemen on the scene searching the house and grounds - it was a big mansion on the hillside. Still they could not find her. Then Arko the tracking dog arrived. After giving Arko the scent and telling him to "go find" the dog immediately headed upstairs for the girls bedroom. The officers tried to get him to search outside since they had thoroughly covered the interior of the house. Arko would have none of it. He went straight upstairs to the girl's closet, moved some sheets which covered her o n the closet floor and gently pulled her out of the closet by tugging on her shoe, just in time for the doctor to save her life.

Officer Rick Miglia Monrovia California Police

 

Sidney, an English Bull Dog in Laguna Beach , California, loves to ride his owners skateboard and does it quite well.

Bella, a Labrador, ran into his house and barked, cried, then tore out of the house, jumped over the backyard fence , dived into the neighbors swimming pool, grabbed a drowning baby's hand and pulled it to pool side saving it from dying.

When they play they are like a vaudeville act. When I toss a tennis ball into the pool, Max, a mixed breed, sits on the edge of the pool and supervises Jennifer, a German Shepherd, who dives in for the ball. She then gives the ball to Max who proudly presents it to us.

Every dog should have a man of his own. There is nothing like a well-behaved person around the house to spread the dog's blanket for him, or bring him his supper when he comes home man-tired at night.

The greatest pleasure of owning a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with the dog, and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.

So many get reformed through religion. I get reformed through dogs. I underwent menopause without even taking an aspirin because I was too busy whelping puppies. Dogs saved my life. I recommend having dogs as a cure for midlife crisis.

So there you are about dogs.