Something Old … Something New … Something Borrowed … Now I am Blue!
So today turned into a really quite bizarre day and I did something (felt I had to do something) I have never done before … let me set the scene.
I set off with the dogs just after lunchtime for our walk. Pup was trying out wearing a harness for the first time and he walked much better in it rather than with the lead fastened to his collar – he moved so fluidly in his jog gait. As we reached the top of the lane a liver and off white Springer appeared and was setting off onto the main road – it was Fergus. I called him since there was no sign of Fergus’s person and I didn’t want to leave him loose on the busy road at a junction. He looked distressed but seemed happy to tag along with Pup since they know each other.
I was expecting to see his person come up the lane any moment but not a sign; I would guess he is mid sixties to mid seventies and I have never seen Fergus very far away from him. Fergus looked as if he had been out for quite some time and continued to look unhappy. When we got to the bottom of the lane where the big house driveway turns off Fergus raised his muzzle and howled, All the way down Dog had been yipping and bouncing because there was this strange dog with us and I realised that there were three alternative routes to search from there which wasn’t realistic on my own with a bouncy yodelling Dog, an off lead Pup who I need to observe all the time and a Springer who wouldn’t come close enough to pop a lead on but seemed to want to stay with us.
I rang an old friend and Community Council colleague who sometimes works for the Big House – but no he was elsewhere. His first suggestion was to retrace our steps and take Fergus to the Vet in the hope someone would look there fr him first. My concern was that his person had taken ill or had a fall and was out in the woods or tracks. I decided to ring 999 (I will be adding the local non emergency number for the police to my mobile now but in that location and with two noisy dogs I decided not to mess around looking for it.
I explained to the very pleasant woman who answered that I had met Fergus alone and there was no sign of his person whereas I had always seen them together and Fergus seemed a little distressed and I was worried that his person was needing assistance. She told me to stay put, took a few personal details like my address, and said she would get someone out to me.
So by now it had taken us a good 10 minutes to walk down – possibly more like 15, I had deliberated for 5 minutes and having stood around for 10 minutes I saw a person right at the top of the lane coming down very slowly. Fergus wasn’t keen to walk back with us so I waited by him. Eventually he started up the lane and I followed. He was clearly happy when he realised he had found his person who popped his lead on.
I said to the chap I was relieved to see him well – I had feared he had fallen while out with Fergus and had called the police because I didn’t know what else to do. He replied “Oh no he ran off so I went home and just come back to look for him – suppose I better speak to the Police” I called the police back and stood the call down. So by this time it was well over 30 minutes since we had met Fergus an whilst I do understand popping home to check if the dog has returned it must have been best part of an hour since he went home and I don’t think that is responsible when there is a busy road nearby.
I phoned back the community council colleague and updated him – he had recognised the chap I described so he asked how the chap was with me and I said a little offhand I felt but I still thought I had done the right thing. At the end of the day if he had suffered a heart attack the quicker found the better, if he had fallen and fractured something he would have needed help to get medical care and it is so cold at the moment the window to prevent hypothermia would not be very long.
Something Old = my dogs on our usual walk
Something New = dialling 999 – never done it before
Something borrowed = Fergus
And I am feeling blue because I thought the man somewhat unappreciative – yet I would do the same thing again if I found the dog running around like that.
Anyway we continued on our walk and here are some of the pictures:
Those are the snow laden Sidlaws but as you can see the lower ground is clearing of the snow in many places. We walked along a burn that comes from the waste water treatment works and at one point Pup decided to jump over it – he then moved a few meters along the bank and jumped back – only it was wider so he only got the front half on dry land and his rear end got a ducking! Didn’t bother him one bit – hauled himself out dripping and shook himself off.
I popped into Kirriemuir and then to see Evelyn, helped her with some paperwork, took my turn to make us a cuppie and then headed home with this view of Forfar glinting in the late sun and Balmashanner above:
That pile of snow is deceptive it is left by the plough and not as it fell. And look at this for a spectacular roof top drift