He’s lucky she didn’t have a seizure and drown while swimming or her family would’ve owned that lake.
I can vouch for the ‘6th sense’.
My Wonder Dobe was the only being to witness my near fatal accident [except for the aunt who caused it and lied about it to my parents so as to avoid my father’s wrath] and Tito, who’d *never* howled once in his life, howled the entire 11 days I was in a coma.
My gramma, who lived right across the field from our house, said it was the eeriest, most forlorn thing she’d ever heard.
It was a low, sobbing moan, as if his heart were breaking...or as she believed, that he was calling to me, wherever I “was” when you’re in a coma.
She said she knew when I’d come out of it because on the 11th day, around 2 pm, he simply *stopped* and stood like a statue with his nose through the chainlink fence, intently watching the driveway.
Two hours later I was back home and the first thing I did was run to his kennel to let him out.
[and yes, he was still standing there, nose poked out but with his whole body wiggling like mad]
He knocked me flat and nearly licked and hugged me to death.
He never liked my aunt after that, either.
My folks believed her but he knew what had happened.
He -saw- it.
THAT is one WONDERFUL story....that I believe. all the way. That’s why only *some* dogs are seizure-dogs...they know. Somehow, they just KNOW!!! I don’t think you can train a dog to detect a seizure...right? Wrong?
The puppy picture...now WHY did you have to post that? You realize what that does to me??? I have no more ROOM!!! I’m maxed out without being labeled a hoarder... ;) ;) ;)
I see that pic of the pup and I want another ...to start all over again.
And his Granddaddy? Oh MAN what a beautiful work of God he was...
Disclaimer: Any typos in here is due to the fact that I’m tired and need to be in bed, yaknow?