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    I have her name was Jessie and I will never forget her...

    About 15 years ago, I found what i think was a mastiff, maybe staffy x, I found her in a box by the side of a busy road with 1 other live pup and 5 dead ones, they were around 4 weeks old, and only heard a faint cry, to alert me to look in the box as i rode by on my bike.

    This was at yarrawonga Vic where pig hunting was all the rage, and these poor x's were often bred, then discarded.
    People used to call them Wilby specials, as ferals in the town used to breed babies and puppies prolificaly , and care for none...was very sad.

    I raised them, found a home for one and kept the other, despite having no knowledge of these breeds, she grew to love our children, was friendly yet always watchfuly and would always keep an eye on my kids, Jessie was an amazing dog and we loved her very much.
    But she always was quite nervous, and wary of strangers, never growled or bit though and seemed to take her queue from me if someone was ok or not.
    We moved to Queensland to to a few acres and jessie, yogi and my cavs loved it, one day my children were
    riding there bikes out on the mostly unused road beside our house when a neighbours rottweiler ran from its house and latched onto my 9 olds leg, effectivley biting a piece from his calf in an instant,

    Jessie, who had always been dog friendly was there in a split second took the dogs attention away from my son by attacking it, and bit a huge chunk from its throat, it then ran back to its owners.
    The owners never said anything as they had witnessed there dog attack the kids, and not sure if it lived or not, but jessie was my hero from that day on and my son needed 18 stiches in his calf muscle and still has the scars today.

    But jessie dissapperared 2 weeks later, and other neighbours heard the rottie owners had taken her and done who knows what?
    The kids and I were distraught. We looked for her for months hoping they had just taken her away and let her go somewhere, but we never found her, and we will never again be privilaged to own another like her.

    We still miss you jessie xxxxxxxx
    The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
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    A beautiful hero, but such a sad ending

    One of my newfies.......Abbey, who was a very quiet newfie (unlike Katy-bear), was particularly restless and barking on the verandah and towards the gate...we looked several times and i thought foxes. we let her out and followed her to the barn. One of our horses was in great distress with colic. We walked him (Abbey and me) till the vet came...Hubby had to meet him and how him the way. She walked every step. She stayed with me in the barn all night and walked some more. If not for Abbey, Jack would most likely be dead.......Abbey loved the horses.

    One of my friends newfie's, who lived on a property about 60km away lost her four year old, they could not find him and search party was out to find him. They found him with their newfie wrapped around him, wet....with drag marks in the mud and a torn clothing from being dragged. The little one told hus parents he had wanted to catch yabbie and slipped and Bear pulled him out.

    And my Lab x newfie Josh, used to go everywhere with me. I had to get some $$$'s out of a teller at night , when we still lived in Albury....I waited in the car as I hated going to the teller at night. Someone was getting money out. When suddenly a very unsavory character started to hassle the other woman. I nearly Sh** myself, but I had no mobile phone in those days, so i got out of the car, with my 60kg Josh, hung on to him and Josh (the sweetest dog ever) went totally ballistic growling and barking.........The guy left, us girls stayed together whilst I got my money and I drove her home..We are still friends 15+ years later. That was very scary.....

    They are my heroes
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    My little brother was a bit of a terror and disappeared from the house one afternoon when he was about two or three. We lived in the Blue Mountains an it was going to be a cold afternoon. The police quickly organised all the neighbours into searching. Down the road, just before dark, one of the neighbours heard barking in the bush at the back of a property, heading down the valley towards the creek. It was Katy, our Newfie. No-one had noticed she was missing too, although she never left the yard normally. She was at the edge of the bush doing the old fashioned Lassie trick, barking at the nearest human - "come follow me".

    He did follow her and found Matthew huddled up in the bush and crying. Completely lost and disoriented, he probably wouldn't have made it through the night. Katy had stayed with him for every step he had taken on his own, only leaving him to get help when it was getting dark and she heard people nearby.

    We were so privileged to grow up with her as our family dog. I think of her every time I see Newfsie's sig on here, she was always one step behind us as kids, watching over us.

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    I can only think of one sort of heroic thing one of our dogs did. Rebel our pitbull/boxer/mastiff bitsa went missing on my little sisters birthday... we had spent ages looking for him and after a while I finally found where he was, underneath the house. Sadly he had passed away and on the ground next to him a half dead taipan. My thinking was he had seen the snake and got to it before it had gotten to one of us... probably not entirely the case but its how I like to remember him.

    There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.

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    I picked up a middle aged blue heeler, frantically running along a highway, probably dumped or fell off the back of a ute. She was thin, her teeth were worn down, there were cars coming and I jammed on the brakes, leapt out, waving and blocking them from bowling to her over. I called her but she didn't know me and she avoided me and when I did get to her, she cringed and kept out of my reach. The cars were banking up and when I did get to her, and went to pick her up, to try to get her off the road, she tensed and I could sense fear aggression. By that time, there were cars backed up a long way and I gestured to the 2 cars holding them back, then rushed to my van, opened the driver's door and yelled, "Quick! Jump in!' and she did. It's always worth a try... I drove her to the next town, went to the vet, left messages, but really, I was hoping her owner was long gone. I'd driven in with her now glued to my side, massaging her and singing to her. I figured that gentle lunacy would comfort her. No one beats a dog singing. I went to the local butchers, bought some really good meaty bones and gave her a feed. No one local recognised her. She came home and was completely trouble free and I ran into a girl I'd gone to school with, who had 3 small children, lived on 40 acres and was wanting a dog - but not a cattle dog. I'm not a cattle dog as top ten, myself but told her this girl was a trouble free joy and I'd give her an open ended trial. So she went, to a hobby farm, with hens, ducks, turkeys, a cat, sheep, horses, a calf, goats and almost never put a foot wrong. A year or 2 later, Leonie rang me to tell me the youngest, just out of toddlerhood, had been playing outside, his faithful shadow, the dog she hadn't wanted, always with him. She was washing dishes, when she heard her barking ferociously. She rushed out and her unwanted bitch was in front of the little boy, blocking him from a large brown snake. She's been dead for nearly 10 years, now and only once disgraced herself, at the 5th birthday of the lad she'd been protecting. Kids everywhere, making such a fuss of her, and to show off, she picked up a tiny chicken, to carry it about, like a prized toy - but she must have pierced it with a tooth, cos Leonie said, you could see a surprised look of YUM on her face and she swallowed and Leaonie said they then had 40 children screaming in horror. She'd never shown the slightest interest in any creature, large or small... My only sadness was they didn't let her sleep inside but I think she had a great life with them.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Nattylou View Post
    My little brother was a bit of a terror and disappeared from the house one afternoon when he was about two or three. We lived in the Blue Mountains an it was going to be a cold afternoon. The police quickly organised all the neighbours into searching. Down the road, just before dark, one of the neighbours heard barking in the bush at the back of a property, heading down the valley towards the creek. It was Katy, our Newfie. No-one had noticed she was missing too, although she never left the yard normally. She was at the edge of the bush doing the old fashioned Lassie trick, barking at the nearest human - "come follow me".

    He did follow her and found Matthew huddled up in the bush and crying. Completely lost and disoriented, he probably wouldn't have made it through the night. Katy had stayed with him for every step he had taken on his own, only leaving him to get help when it was getting dark and she heard people nearby.

    We were so privileged to grow up with her as our family dog. I think of her every time I see Newfsie's sig on here, she was always one step behind us as kids, watching over us.
    Aww Nattylou, you will be pleased to know my Katy adores kids, she does therapy work and often spends time with disabled children...They dress her hair up (ribbons and clips), they just love all her non-show floof. And she just follows them around and lies around for them. Katy and Luke would love a passel of kids at home to watch over
    Pets are forever

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    Cav, that is so tragic, and everyone who posted on this thread, all your dogs are heroes.
    Going off to have a little cry now.

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    Molly, my little long legged parson's jack russell, had come as a rehome. I never wanted a permanant jrt. She'd been beaten and mistreated, and was trouble free, with me, but every time I left her, with lovely people, she shook with terror. So I gave in, and Molly began to blossom. At some point, she appointed herself 2IC. I didn't make her my deputy. I wasn't asked. Molly patrolled, looking for rebellion, looking for dogs that weren't towing HER line for me. I was playfighting with the sweetest rotty, pulling on a toy and playgrowling and Molly walked in and threw herself at the poor rotty, who nearly wet himself in fright.

    NO ONE was allowed to challenge me, or question me or not listen. No one was allowed to complain or cry. (Really, who did she think I was??) If I was brushing and accidentally, caught a knot that pulled, if there was a little yelp, she would launch herself at them, snarling and biting. Poor Harriet got a biting insect in her ear, and suddenly threw herself on the ground, yelping and crying and had Molly launch at her in Nazi discipline. I was of Supreme Importance and Molly was my 2IC, my representative on Earth. I can't count the number of times she has defended me and my honour, and I know she would have died for me without a thought. She did feel however, that SHE could have selective hearing, that she could invent and interpret my rules and she could debate, or temporarily cancel my decisions, if she felt the situations warranted.

    In old age, she went blind and I learnt to shuffle for her to hear and follow, or walk about, talking to myself, so she could keep an ear on me. When she died, there were still 5 dogs in the house, yet it felt empty.

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    Oh Cav that was such a very sad story about Jessie, what a brave girl she was - and all the other dogs, amazing stories, I am in tears reading them, loving these four legged heroes ...

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    Yes findeb, she was amazing.
    She always seemed to be worried about us and have the weight of the world on her shoulders. That day she reacted before i could, she came from nowhere and saved my son from further injury with a silent and fast response, that I had never witnessed before,not did i think she was even capable of .
    While I have loved all my dogs, this tiny scrap of a dog found in a box, near dead, still has a pic on my wall, and I think of her often and still miss her terribly.
    And all our other hero's here, just as amazing because they all touched our lives in a way we will never forget them. Love the stories...and the hero's!

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