Good Morning Everyone,
It has been much time since I last posted. I assure you that I am not dead, and I am alive (Yes I know they both phrases are about the same). I have been terribly sick the past month. Something I wish not to go into so much detail. I had meant for a long time to post as another reason we chose Alto Tollhaus was the community family that it came with.
I will be posting later today on our beloved Tuoffee, the name of our Alto-Tollhaus puppy. My phone, which has a camera, is being transfered so I should have photos soon. If you wonder where the name comes from, it comes from mother. One she says it is pretty unique and just about no one calls their pets that name, and two, it comes from a wondrous American comic book character from her childhood. You know like one of those 50s and 60s comic books like Archie. Brings wonderful memories and pleasant significance.
Our boy has been a glorious companion through my hardship. Bless you Julie for raising him and letting us adopt him. I will be writing an email to you later.
Now for the stories. In reading on everything German Shepherds, to refresh my memory, I came across wonderful stories about the courageous nature and bond German Shepherds have to their families. These stories then add to my belief that I could never change the breed I have for anything or anything.
In Mendon, Massachusetts, a German Shepherd pulled a nine-month-old baby out of her pen and took her outdoors before anyone else realized that the house was on fire.
A ten-month-old German Shepherd in Wilton, Connecticut, saved the lives of ten people when the house of a Life magazine editorial writer caught on fire. At 4:00 A.M., with everyone in the house asleep, the dog raced from bedroom to bedroom barking an alarm that saved all ten people from the fire. The dog himself perished in the fire when he raced back into the house to save the family cat. His body was found later with the cat between his paws.
In Cranston, Rhode Island, a German Shepherd saved the lives of an elderly couple by summoning a neighbor from next door to help them. The dog smelled smoke, but was unable to arouse the couple by barking or to open the door by scratching on it. He pushed open a back door and ran next door to the neighbor. There he barked madly until the neighbor opened his door. Then the dog led him back to his own house where the neighbor was able to help the couple to safety. In this instance, the shed that adjoined the house was consumed by flames, but the rest of the house was saved.
In June 1964, Lux, a three-year-old German Shepherd, helped his 17 year old master escape from East Germany into West Germany. The dog attacked Communist guards and kept them from firing at his owner. He then got across the border himself without injury.
In Finland, during the last war gas rationing was in effect, in Helsinki, people had to wait in long lines that would queue up for taxicabs. This meant waiting for hours to get a ride home from work. A man’s German Shepherd was used to get a ride home from a taxi with his master. The dog was used to riding home with his master, so it was not too difficult for him to learn “go get a taxi” at the request of his owner. The man would give a note to his dog with an address on it and upon command, the dog would race down the street to the front of the queued line, jump in the first taxi cab available, and give the note to the driver. The driver would then drive to the address to give pick up the man. No one ever argued with the big German Shepherd and he was able to save his owner many hours from waiting in line.
This I think would not be complete without a story from me. When I was much younger, I got a pretty big piece of plastic in my throat from something I was trying to open. Yes I know, it was not the brightest idea, but it was effective. Regardless, the plastic forced me to start choking. My dog Darth saw me, and he jumped on me twice before the plastic popped out of my mouth. One of the few times I almost encountered death.
These stories I hope cheer you up. I know it did with me knowing that I had such a breed in my family. I am amazed of how these dogs know what to do. German Shepherds are amazing.
Got any stories to tell??????????
Do not hesitate to mention them.
Story 2 made me cry, I’m not gonna lie.
I will own no other but a GSD, they are such noble dogs. I just adore them.
We are all glad that you are feeling well enough again to post. Raj welcomes you back to the blog with a kiss and one jump (he limits himself when he realizes that people are not up to the full barrage of his usual greeting).
Thank you so much for your post–I enjoyed reading the stories.
I send you wishes for your continued recovery and good health. There is no doubt that having a German Shepherd Dog around is comforting. They are just so tuned-in, and seem to know when their presence is extra-needed.
I am so sorry you have been ill and happy you are back with us. Thank you for your post. Your personal story demonstrates how amazing and intuitive the GSD is.
Welcome back, Uriel. Glad to hear that you are feeling better. Thank you for sharing these stories.