What better way to spend a sunny summer day than on the disc golf course in Millcreek. I dressed classy and for the occasion by adorning myself in my newly cut-off sweats and a t-shirt. Since Chris's dog Dinosaur doesn't get out too often, I decided to let him accompany us on the challenging 18 basket course.
The course includes many frisbee throws over Millcreek creek. The long winter we had and the hot temperatures, the water runoff was at it's peak. It wasn't just a small creek, but a raging one. Hole 7 includes a first tee box throw across the creek. Kyle and I made our first throws and walked across the bridge to prepare for throw number 2. As we approached the area where our discs were, there were a few baby ducklings along side the river. Dinosaur, who probably has never seen ducklings, decided to investigate and determined the ducklings to be something he wanted to play with. He jumped at the ducklings and ended up in the creek.
The creek's fast moving water was no match for Dinosaur's doggie swim. He looked up at me helpless and bound for the waterfall 20 feet downstream. Dinosaur's demise was inevitable unless something was done and quick. Plus, I didn't want to be the one to tell Chris his dog had become a victim of Millcreek runoff. I jumped in after the dog and grabbed him by his collar. The collar naturally slipped off and Dinosaur grew closer to raging waterfall. I quickly bear hugged the chocolate lab and carried him to shore.
My sweats were soaked and so was my phone which was located in the front pocket. After having to buy a new phone, I should have just let the dog go over the falls. He probably would have survived, and what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Or does that apply to dogs?
1 comment:
This is truly heroic. I applaud you.
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