Hooray for Animal rescues!!!!
Many years ago, I moved to a quiet little seaside town where there is no sea. (if you know Southport, Lancashire you'll understand)

There was me, MadBouncyWife and her two dogs that had both come from animal rescues.

One night whilst we were asleep we awoke to the sound of barking dogs and a crash. Now the dogs were in the bedroom with us and the door was closed. So being the big brave guy that I am I opened the door and let the dogs go first. They chased off down the hall to the living room and I heard nothing more execpt a low growling from our Alsation (did I mention he was a big one too??)

So I entered the living room and flicked on the light to be confronted with a young man out of his face on... Well whatever he was out of his face on and my Alsation standing two feet away from him teeth beared growling. Not biting, attacking, or anything naughty.

"What the fuck are you doing in my flat?" Said I.

"Call yer dog off will ya" he replied.
"like fuck I will"
"Where's Jenny?" The scrote asked?
"???" Said I.

Anyway, the upshot was that he was looking for his ex girlfriend who had lived there before us and broken in though a boarded up patio window to try and 'make up' with her. I wonder why she left him?

I made the guy crawl back through the hole he had made, and only as an afterthought phoned the police in case he was a VERY good actor, wasn't really off his face but was casing the flat to return later.

It turns out that the Alsation that came from the animal rescue had previously belonged to a lorry driver who tied him under his parked lorry every night to guard it and otherwise generally mistreated him, but he had been attack trained. I never knew despite living with him for months prior to this incident.

He went on to live to the ripe old age of 13, and spent his last morning lying in the sun under our apple tree. He was great with both our children that came along after him and from that night I never had any worries about somebody trying to break into our property.

I really miss that dog.



Length: 13 years
(MadBouncyDog Barking at the moon since, Sat 16 Feb 2008, 22:59, 5 replies)

oh!
You just made me cry.

Now I miss him too and I never knew him.

My fiacne and I spent several hours with his dog the mornig it died patting him and crying and talking to him. I'd only known his dog for about 2 years then, but my fiance had had him for nearly 14 years. It can be so heartwrenching saying goodbye to a good friend.
(misskitty reeks of sex and turpentine; laudanum afternoons, Sun 17 Feb 2008, 6:23, closed)

fuckin'
Beautiful story about your doggity dog mate.
Thanks for sharing.
(nsp, Sun 17 Feb 2008, 9:45, closed)

I know how you feel about the dog.
Just 2 days ago, my cat of 17 years died in my arms. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried like a baby.
(Xstopher, Sun 17 Feb 2008, 17:58, closed)

respect
credit to ya mate.
(brumguvnor www.twitter.com/brumguvnor, Sun 17 Feb 2008, 20:11, closed)

Southport...
They're all a bunch of pussies.

*click*
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 18 Feb 2008, 13:29, closed)