Greater Love

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wADQ5bum7QE

 

Heroism and self sacrifice such as this is why dogs will always be the best friend of Man:

 

The girl’s mother, Erika Poremski, told WBAL-TV that she’d stepped out of her house for a few moments on Sunday evening when the fire broke out. Her young daughter, Viviana, was stuck on the second floor of the house.

“I just heard her crying and I couldn’t get to her,” Poremski said. “I tried really hard, everyone in the neighborhood tried. They were kicking the doors in and kicking the windows out. I couldn’t (get her out). Nobody could.”

Firefighters from Baltimore City Fire Department arrived on the scene to find fire and smoke billowing from the house. They entered the burning building and found Viviana in her room – where Polo the dog was covering the infant with his body. 

 

Go here to read the rest.  Prayers for the recovery of Viviana.  Polo saved her life at the cost of his.  An old fable tells of the devotion of the noble canines to us.  When Adam and Eve were cast forth from the Garden, all the animals turned their backs on them, except for the dogs who trotted out into the wilderness with them.

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Michael Paterson-Seymour
Michael Paterson-Seymour
Sunday, August 21, AD 2016 10:31am

I bred a dog, who now works as a medical dog for a little boy with Type 1 diabetes. She has to be with him 24/7 – a spaniel’s idea of heaven – and, apparently dogs are currently more reliable than an electronic monitor, with fewer false positives and, of course, they are more fun.
When I took a litter from my Welsh Springer Spaniel bitch, Megan (she was the best gundog I ever owned and a Field and Trial Champion; but that is by the by), I was asked if I would donate a pup to train as a medical dog; Springers are preferred as having the keenest scent. The training is long and demanding and not all dogs make the grade, so when she passed out, I was rather gratified and mentioned it to a number of my friends.
Just to show how stories seldom lose fat in the telling, about a week later, one of the girls who comes to ride my horses and help out in the stables asked me, very reproachfully, if it was true that I was breeding puppies for medical research.

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