BS: What would you do for your dog?

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Jeri
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 08:43 PM

Maybe Seamus should just turn himself in, before they go looking for DNA.

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: jacqui.c
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 08:32 PM

OOOOH - handcuffs!

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: kendall
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 08:31 PM

The dog is a "looney"???
She teaches him to retrieve by throwing a tennis ball into the water and rewarding him for bringing it to her. Then he spies a bigger ball, and naturally he figures the size of the treat is related to the size of the ball, so, he tries to drag some poor fisherman's lobster buoy to shore.

I'm glad I wasn't there, I haven't pissed my pants in years!

The thing is, neither of them knew that to touch a lobster buoy is a serious crime in Maine, and when I was a warden I arrested men for that very thing.

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Jeri
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 07:23 PM

Jacqui, I have to respect a woman who's not afraid to come off as completely batshit round-the-bend stark raving loony. I suspect we may be related.

That said, I hope to hear Kendall tell this one day. Something about 'Dog Bites Buoy'. He'll just have to come up with a punch line. (Or not, because it's pretty funny as is.)

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 06:52 PM

That one should go on the CD!!

Jacqui - you owe me another new keyboard and a pint of cider!

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: ranger1
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 05:56 PM

ROFLMAO! You deserved it for not waiting for me!

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 05:45 PM

I'm sorry, Jacqui, I can't help myself. I'm cracking up!
Best damn story I've heard in years. Beats the hell out of that storyteller you're married to.
Stay dry, hey?
-Joe-

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: bfdk
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 04:59 PM

So, we can't expect to hear either Kendall's or Seamus' side of the story anytime soon? ;o))

When Milloup was young and eager he once pulled the lead out of my hand right next to a fairly busy road and ran onto said road with a car approaching at rather high speed. Fortunately, car and dog were travelling in the same direction, but at different speeds, needless to say. I didn't think, I just ran after the dog placing myself between him and the car. Maybe (but it's hard to reconstruct..) my reasoning was that most drivers would slow down at the sight of a demented female running around in the street, I don't know, but I got hold of Milloup and pulled him to safety - and the car *did* slow down :-))

Best wishes,

Bente

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Sorcha
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 04:36 PM

ROFLMAO!!! Been there, done that, sorta. It was a pier/boat landing post tho....and at least the water was warm.

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: gnu
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:51 PM

Oh my, oh my! I could make jokes but, just thank goodness that all ended well.

Hmmm.... maybe you should have tried to bring the buoy in when you were out there. Might'ah bin a lohbstah trahp on tha end ah thaht thaya buoay.

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Mickey191
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:47 PM

Yeoman Job Jacqui!

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: KT
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:42 PM

Jacqui, you're a pearl! What a great story!! You ought to publish that one!! Hilarious!
KT

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: jacqui.c
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:12 PM

Actually, both of them will be down there for the foreseeable future.........

Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Big Mick
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:10 PM

Will he get out of the basement while he is still young enough to walk?

Mick ***laughing his ass off***

Subject: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: jacqui.c
Date: 03 Jun 07 - 03:01 PM

Kendall mentioned on another thread that I had drowned my cell phone in Casco Bay. This is quite true.

What he didn't say was that it was the fault of the dopey hound that I was walking at the time.

I've started taking Seamus to the beach first thing in the morning and he has discovered that he can live up to the retriever part of his breed. He loves swimming and retrieving the tennis ball that I throw into the water for him - he even prefers to do that to playing with the other dogs on the beach these days.

Yesterday the tide was very low when I took him to the beach as usual. I threw the ball and he retrieved it a number of times but the last time that he went in he got distracted by a bright pink marker buoy just a little bigger than his ball. He latched onto the buoy and was doing his damndest to bring it into shore. I shouted to him to drop it but he just kept chugging on, trying to bring the buoy, and whatever it was attached to, back to me.

I was getting a bit concerned, firstly that he would tire himself out and secondly that he would get caught up in the rope out there. Since he wasn't going to let go I had no choice but to go in after him.

I dropped my bag on the shore but forgot to take the phone, which I carry in a pouch round my neck, off. Out I went, ending up waist deep in the water, cursing at the %#&@*$% hound for making it necessary. When I reached him it was the devil's own job to get him to release the buoy – do you know how strong a lab's jaws can be? He was absolutely determined to get that thing to shore. I finally got him to release it and tried to get him to swim to shore but he just got round me and grabbed the buoy again.

By this time I'm thinking that Jaws might be the best solution and it would serve him right as well! I got the buoy away from him again and dragged him back to shore where a helpful bystander snapped his leash on. Problem was, the leash didn't fasten properly and back went Seamus, out to sea, clamping down on the buoy again. Back I went, now hoping for a giant squid and a slow, lingering death for the boy. I finally got the buoy from out of his jaws and hid it behind my back while pointing out to him the tennis ball that he was supposed to be fetching.

Needless to say, when we both got out of the water the leash went on, securely this time, and he was taken off the beach in disgrace. I'll tell you, driving home wet up to chest level is not an experience that I want to repeat. My wonderful husband just cracked up when I told him so no sympathy there either.

I did realise how much I had come to love the horrible pooch in the time that I've lived with him. I didn't even stop to think before going in after him, although the water wasn't too warm. I do understand now how people can get themselves into danger trying to rescue their animals and why some of the Katrina people preferred to stay rather that leave their dogs.