What a way to start off the New Year!
I let the dogs out to romp around in the yard, it was starting to get dark so it was time to call the pups. I heard a strange whining sound; I called Mushka and she came running, when I called Indy the only response I got was more whining. I called again, Indy? The whining was louder this time, but I couldn’t see anything. A man walking his dog yelled out “I think your dog is stuck on the fence!” I threw on a pair of shoes and went running outside; I couldn’t see Indy at all, black dogs at night become invisible! I had to follow the sounds of her cries. I thought perhaps her collar was stuck on the chain link fence.
When I found her she was laying on her side behind the burning bush at the end of the yard. There was an end of the green wire garden fencing sticking out of her nose! She was yelping and whining a high pitch sound that I hope to never hear again. I quickly dropped to my knees in the mud and grabbed a hold of her open mouth with one hand and the metal fencing in the other. I had to lean in close to see just how she was stuck, I figured I would get bitten, by no fault of her of course, and was quite prepared for it. Indy was in pain, frightened, and struggling to get free but she did not lash out at me, she calmed down immediately when I put my hands on her, she may have known I was trying to help. My adrenalin was flowing, my body was shaking, and it felt as if I could have picked up a car and tossed it like a tin can. Very gently and carefully I pulled and twisted the fencing and it came out of her nose, the whining stopped, she stood up leaned against me, and licked my face. What seemed to take hours was over in just seconds. I said “inside!” Indy bolted towards the open door wall with me on her tail. We went straight to the kitchen to survey the damage. I was in tears, shaking and covered with mud, Indy nuzzled into me as I collapsed to the floor. She was bleeding from her nose; my new lavender shirt was flecked with red blotches from Indy rubbing her face against me. Gregg came in to the kitchen to see what all the commotion was about. I told him what had happened, he handed me a paper towel for Indy’s nose. He held her still as I looked up into her nose with a flashlight; she had a large cut on the inside. I held the paper towel to her nose to stop the blood and she gave a little yelp. I was very upset, the sound of her whining and the vision of her stuck on the fencing would not leave my head. Gregg said Indy was fine, and that I was more upset then she was. Suddenly there was a bark in the distance. In all the commotion Mushka got left outside, Gregg went to let her in and I stayed in the kitchen hugging Indy.
indyinky
When I found her she was laying on her side behind the burning bush at the end of the yard. There was an end of the green wire garden fencing sticking out of her nose! She was yelping and whining a high pitch sound that I hope to never hear again. I quickly dropped to my knees in the mud and grabbed a hold of her open mouth with one hand and the metal fencing in the other. I had to lean in close to see just how she was stuck, I figured I would get bitten, by no fault of her of course, and was quite prepared for it. Indy was in pain, frightened, and struggling to get free but she did not lash out at me, she calmed down immediately when I put my hands on her, she may have known I was trying to help. My adrenalin was flowing, my body was shaking, and it felt as if I could have picked up a car and tossed it like a tin can. Very gently and carefully I pulled and twisted the fencing and it came out of her nose, the whining stopped, she stood up leaned against me, and licked my face. What seemed to take hours was over in just seconds. I said “inside!” Indy bolted towards the open door wall with me on her tail. We went straight to the kitchen to survey the damage. I was in tears, shaking and covered with mud, Indy nuzzled into me as I collapsed to the floor. She was bleeding from her nose; my new lavender shirt was flecked with red blotches from Indy rubbing her face against me. Gregg came in to the kitchen to see what all the commotion was about. I told him what had happened, he handed me a paper towel for Indy’s nose. He held her still as I looked up into her nose with a flashlight; she had a large cut on the inside. I held the paper towel to her nose to stop the blood and she gave a little yelp. I was very upset, the sound of her whining and the vision of her stuck on the fencing would not leave my head. Gregg said Indy was fine, and that I was more upset then she was. Suddenly there was a bark in the distance. In all the commotion Mushka got left outside, Gregg went to let her in and I stayed in the kitchen hugging Indy.
indyinky