By: Blonde One
In a very Wonderwoman kind of way the blondes are very good at rescuing! We have been rescued, have rescued others, witnessed others being rescued and last weekend we added to our list of heroic events by rescuing a dog. I am perhaps ‘bigging up’ the situation as I don’t think that the dog really thought that he needed rescuing. Whilst sat down at the riverside at Hexworthy on Saturday as it was getting dimpsy (we were waiting for it to get dark to start the night nav) we were joined by a very excitable dog. He was quite friendly and spent a good deal of time with us. We soon discovered that he liked to follow things as he chased the few cars that drove past and as we set off towards the Princetown road he followed us! We became increasingly worried that we would have to rename our blog “Two Blondes and Dog” although it has quite a ring to it! We were also worried that if he followed us onto the ‘busy’ Princetown road it would not end very well.
We used his tag to ring his farmer owner who promptly came out on his quad bike to collect him. We were left feeling very smug at our successful mission to rescue one of our four-legged friends! Dartmoor Rescue have got nothing on us!!!!
Had the dog escaped from the prison perhaps?
This dog looked like he could escape from anywhere. He was chasing cars over Hexworthy Bridge which was a bit scary. I think dogs must have nine lives too.
Many years ago I led a small group of Ramblers on a walk from Ballidon in the Peak District. We were followed by a Jack Russell who just wouldn’t go home no matter how we tried to encourage him or her to do so.
We gave up eventually and even had to use a spare bootlace as a lead as we walked along a narrow bit of lane as we were concerned that said Jack Russell might run out in front of a vehicle and we would have to take a dead Jack Russell back to Ballidon.
Three hours after starting the walk we got back to Ballidon. The other walkers departed leaving me with a Jack Russell who had decided I was a friend for life. I thought I’ll go and ask at the nearby farm if they knew whose it was explaining that he’d followed us all the way round on our walk and had to be tied up too at one stage. The farmer replied that it was his and “oh he’s always doing that …”.
No thank you, no nothing …
This farmer said that the dog would have followed us for our whole walk – would have been weird during the night nav section!
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