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Sighthounds are my rollercoasters

This morning, Brythen and Rosie both took off through the woods after, probably, a deer.   I did not see the deer, but squirrels don't go that far or that fast.   A few minutes later, just as I was starting to get really worried, Rosie came limping woefully back to me, filthy dirty and refusing to put one back foot on the floor.

There was no sign at all of Brythen, so I carried 21Kg Rosie all the way up the long, long, long slope from the river through the woods.

Still no sign of Brythen and my shoulders were killing me, so I coaxed Rosie into walking.  She made a face that made it pretty clear that she would be on the phone to the RSPCA shortly, but eventually decided that yes, she could now more or less walk.

We struggled back up to the hill through the village to the house.  Still no Brythen.  By now I was imagining that either the river had carried him away, or a mineshaft had opened and swallowed him.

I returned Rosie to the house, where she plomped decisively into her dog bed with the air of a dog that was not planning to move again today.  I collected Pp and we leaped into the car and charged off in the direction of Brythen's last known location.   It was a slow charge, for the lane in that direction is about 6 inches wider than a car in total, with high granite walls, and very slippy with wet leaves.

 As we went, we made plans: I would walk down and check the mines and the river, while Pp drove to and fro along the lane above and looked out for a dog that might be trying to get back up to the village.

At which point, a certain brindle gentleman appeared, trotting goofily along the lane, ears bouncing, wagging apologetically.

When we got back, Rosie seemed to have forgotten that her leg was terribly injured, and was walking with no problems. Although after all this,  everyone was very tired, and we have skipped the evening walk.

I don't need rollercoasters. Life is way too exciting already. GIVE ME DULL.

I think I'm going to have to restart Brythen's This Will Not Do campaign.  His recall is getting worse and worse again.

Editing on Tuesday to add : dogs to vet today for vaccinations.  Vet had to try four times before she got the vaccine into Rosie Roo, due to screaming, leaping etc.  At least she didn't explode her anal glands this time.
Rosie now weighs 20.1Kg, and Brythen weighs 29.5kg.  Big Boy Brythen. 

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alitheapipkin
8th Nov, 2014 21:05 (UTC)
Oh dear, you poor thing, what a lot of drama :( I'm glad they are both home and safe now!
wellinghall
8th Nov, 2014 21:10 (UTC)
I feel emotionally drained just from reading about it
adaese
8th Nov, 2014 21:36 (UTC)
Meep!
mcmurphy79
8th Nov, 2014 21:45 (UTC)
Oh heavens they really know how to put fear into you dot they.
ladyofastolat
9th Nov, 2014 09:32 (UTC)
It must have been horribly stressful, and I'm glad it all ended happily... but I couldn't help but laugh at the vision of your incredibly slow "charge" along a narrow slippery lane. It puts a new perspective on the famous charges of history: "Half an inch, half an inch, half an inch onwards..." and so on.
bunn
9th Nov, 2014 23:22 (UTC)
It probably wasn't really all that slow, but you know how it feels when you've convinced yourself that terrible things could be happening or (worse) already have happened.
puddleshark
9th Nov, 2014 13:25 (UTC)
Oh, wicked, wicked dogs, to worry you frantic like that... But I'm glad they were no worse for their exciting adventures.

There's just so many deer around at the moment. Max popped into a gorse clump this morning, as spaniels do, and a deer very calmly stepped out the other side and silently walked off. Luckily Max never saw it.
bunn
9th Nov, 2014 23:41 (UTC)
Back in Az's heyday, I used to worry mostly about the roe, because the reds were too fast for him to get near them.

But now I have a freakishly fast Rosie Roo with no common sense, the reds seem much more of a problem.

Rosie Roo has taken to her bed and refused to get up apart from meals ever since, I am hoping that she may decide to get up tomorrow!
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