The other day a bunch of us had a pretty exciting moment at the local dog owner get-together. While we were doing our things, whether it be disc training with our dogs, or human chatter or even Facebooking in the field, we were all having a nice time.
And then suddenly the screaming began.
There they were, a two-dog tangle jumping around in what first appearances almost seemed like a dog fight. But only one of them was yelping in pain.
It turns out that while these two buddies were playing, the vocal one got his toe trapped in the linkages of a steel prong dog collar. But at first, we didn’t know that. All we saw and heard were two dogs flailing around and one of them crying out.
A few of us dove in and one of us grabbed the dog with the collar, one grabbed the dog that was in pain and a third party stepped in and removed the steel prong dog collar.
And while Steve was pulling the collar off the dog, and others were extricating the victim dog’s toe from the metal linkages of the collar, we heard the all-wise phrase,
“This is why you take training collars off at dog parks.”
Or something to that affect.
When things were calming down, that’s when we noticed the blood everywhere.
But no worries my faithful readers. The dogs were OK. The blood came from the victim dog’s owner and myself, where the poor dog that was in pain was doing what most any animal would do, and that’s snap around while in pain.
He got his owner’s fingers and my forearm. We’re all OK… humans and dogs alike, but this drove home a great point about training collars at play time.
POINT OF THE STORY:
It’s always a good idea to take the training collars off your beloved pup before letting him loose into the population of the dog park. It’s safe for everyone involved.
BTW: Food for thought:
One of my pet peeves is with folks who walk their dogs without leashes, and when questioned, say “he won’t go anywhere.”
Don’t ever think that in a traumatic situation that your dog is going to act anywhere near normal. When their fear kicks in, some form of primal response follows.
Ah, but when something frightens a dog, and it actually triggers that whacky primal nerve center in their brain, they run for their lives, because they don’t have the logic we (or most of us) do. And they don’t always know when to stop until it’s too late or too far away or exhausted.
I have a vivid memory of all the animals that were running haphazardly around after the Northridge quake and how many bodies I saw on the highway and surface streets. It was a horrible sight to see dogs, eyes bulging wide in fear, just tear out in front of me.