I was late for work this morning but I had a good excuse – I was saving the life of my neighbor’s dog, a lovely Weimaraner. He’s a puppy but full grown and obviously inquisitive. I was backing down my driveway when I heard a horrendous sound. I don’t know if I can adequately explain it but it was definitely a sound of suffering. These neighbors live across the street so it didn’t take me long to find the source of the wailing. I left my car running and the driver’s door open and assessed the situation that this sweet dog had gotten himself into.
My neighbors have a large Victorian home with a white picket fence. The dog had somehow gotten himself in two significant dilemmas: Firstly he had hooked his collar on a heavy metal edging that consists of curling pieces of metal, many of which line their garden. The whole section was about three or four feet in length. I’m assuming that once he got hooked on to this he got nervous and while standing up along the picket fence now worsened his position by secondly getting the metal edging hooked on the fence. When I saw him he was on his hind legs with his fingernails digging in to the fence, eyes bulging and he was literally in the process of getting strangled. He has another dog buddy that the family also owns, a Labrador mix, and he was all upset and pacing up and down the yard feeling, no doubt, helpless at his inability to help his friend.
I first ran around and let myself in to the yard and tried to help. The dog was terrified understandably and acting quite vicious. I realized I needed help and contemplated 911 but realized that time was too precious to wait. Fortunately I have a neighbor that works from home and I made a quick prayer that he was available. I ran across the street and rang his doorbell several times. I think the multiple doorbell rings made him suspicious as he asked who it was before opening the door. I introduced myself and fortunately he responded and I alerted him to the situation as we raced across the street. He was in shorts and bare feet and I was in my dressy office attire – we must have made an interesting site…
First order of business was lifting the metal edging off the picket fence, something I had been unable to do on my own. With that done the dog was understandably relieved but he was still hooked on to the metal edging. It took some coaxing but unhooking his collar was accomplished and he ran off looking, amazingly, none the worse for wear! I thanked my neighbor profusely and he took care of contacting the owners to ensure that the pup could get evaluated by his vet.
As a dog-lover I was thrilled at the happy outcome and glad that I was at the right place at the right time.
To your good health,
Dr Vikki Petersen
Founder of HealthNOW Medical CenterCo-author of “The Gluten Effect”