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Thanks, Top for sharing your experiences with me. My eyes aren't dry either at the moment. Thor certainly did his duty. I will add his account to my list for the memorial.
If it weren't for war dogs I wouldn't be here. My father also was saved time and again by a Doberman on patrol with him and his fellow Marines in the Pacific. It was that fact that led him to have a German Shepard when he came home and started a family. He couldn't find a Doberman where he lived.
Although no war dog has ever saved me, I have had my life saved by German Shepards in my family three times now and I will have no other dog although Dobermans are certainly every bit as good. When I was a baby the radiator in my bedroom burst (repairman had just worked on it) and live steam was hitting my basinet. Our Shepard, Rex, pulled the basinet out of the way and then alerted my mother.
The second time is so incredible I won't list it here for fear it would be thought made up. I'm still astounded by it more than 30 years later.
And the last time I was saved I was in my 30s and awoke to find myself being dragged out of bed by my t-shirt and a room full of smoke. Our family Shepard, Willie, was dragging me across the floor. I got up and grabbed my wife and children as the house came down around us. It was an old Vermont house and the electrical work had caught fire. That dog saved not me alone but all of us.
"Do not forget your dogs of war, your big guns, which are the most-to-be respected arguments of the rights of kings."
- Frederick the Great, King of Prussia  |