Is the little dog gonna be OK, Uncle Lair?
So last weekend, my dear old friend and confidant Mlle Jenny is on her way to Road Atlanta, where she is a timekeeper, does all the tough work of making sure everyone’s every second is counted.
And on the way her co-worker, who is driving, says “Oh! I think I hit a dog!†they hear a thump but it’s too dark and too late to do much about it, and Jenny doesn’t see anything, they drive on.
Sometime later they go to the drive up at a mcDonalds for breakfast. And arrive in the dark at the racetrack, unload their equipment, get set up. And the driver returns to the car for something he’s forgotten, to see this:
The luckiest Schnauzer on the planet.
A little cold and probably shaken but basically unharmed, the Schnauzer is reunited with it’s owner the very next day, and it is discovered that said schnauzer and it’s brother slipped the leash and ran off; no sign of the brother yet, but this one is home safe now.
Apparently it was so dark that not one person observed we were driving around with a dog hanging out of the grille.
The front bumper of the Nissan Altima is a dogcatcher like no other.
My buddy Dave swerved at the last minute to try to avoid hitting the dog and apparently hit it just right to collect the dog … with enough force to move the radiator and the AC condensor. The grill closed around the dog and kept him from falling out.
We put out a call for a vet/animal tech at the track and thankfully one of the drivers was a vet and came over to see us, still wearing his driver suit. The vet and Dave pulled the grill apart and gentle retrieved the dog, who was shaken up but did not appear to be badly hurt.
Road Atlanta EV sent an ambulance for the dog and took it to the nearest vet, where it happened that this boy (who had no collar and no tags) was microchipped, which confimed the dog’s identity. Though the vet had already identified the dog — it was one of his clients.
The dog had minor injuries and was reunited with his owner the next day. If the owner had not been found there were no end of people at the track that would have taken the dog in, paid vet bills, etc. (My local club would also have helped.)
Damndest thing I’ve ever seen, and a heck of a story, and a happy ending for everybody except Dave, who has an estimated $1500 repair for his car. He’s the big victim in this, sad to say. When you think of all the ways this could have played out and the dog was dead, this version is truly a miracle. Apparently G-d has a very special plan for this dog. We’re grateful.
Jenny
Great story.
I like miracles. I think they happen more than most realize. Good to have the interwebs to share the good news.
(and to premptively pick a fight with no one in particular)
And please don’t be a buzzkill with your “A zillion random events happen each day and this is one you noticed because you liked the outcome.” To have that outlook is to live in a materialist hell.
Lol. Lien, who can say theyre not all miracles?
What’s dog, spelled backwards? Someone was certainly looking out for the little guy.
Would have been some kind of ride. Half would want to be free and the rest would be happy for the ride. What a view.
Lucky pup, all things considered.
God was keeping a close eye on this one.
I’d be careful about letting that photo get out.
Obama loves him some Grilled Dog, y’know.
Jim
Sunk New Dawn
Galveston, TX
badum dum. Thank you, he’s here all week. Try the veal!
After getting stunned by the initial shock of impact, the dog probably came to with the wind blowing non-stop in his face…
WHOOOOOOOOOOOSH!
…and thought “Huh, so this is dog heaven, eh? Not bad.“
lol. I bet from now on when all the other dogs are crowding to stick their heads out the window, that one says “Nah, that’s nothing. You shoulda seen what I did!”