Does anyone have any stories of dog mishaps?
Two, of which I have told on here before.
First mishap was going into Great Gulf for a camping trip on a Friday, hopping across the Peabody River without incident. We came out on Sunday after experiencing pouring rain, and as I walked down the trail I kept crossing in mind (right by the Bluffs) wondering how we'd cross. We got to the river, and sure enough it had rose about three feet, now requiring me to wade across. I tied her leash to my pack (I had not yet had a harness), looosened the pack, and waded across. Immediately, she was swept downstream, down a little drop-off, and was held by her neck while almost pulling me over. "Well, that's the end of her" I thought. I braced myself, and encouraged her, screaming at her to come on. I still don't know how, but she managed to climb upstream, up the drop-off, and we got across. She was freaked, as was I. It was, though, the most amazing piece of determination I ever saw in the mountains. I bought her a harness before our next trip.
The second was after a day on Jefferson, we were coming down and I noticed the rocks had caused several rips in her pads. She never slowed, whined, or gave me any sign. The worst part, I had booties with me, but hadn't put them on her yet. I was pretty upset, and she did recover fine but I learned a hard lesson.
A few thousand miles, and that's it. I have twisted a couple dozen ankles, broken a thumb, smashed a knee, scrapes, cuts, bruises, and she made off a helluva better than I did.
Make no mistake, there is a whole different level of responsibility and care when you have a dog with you.
Congrats to Terra for her accomplishment. Well done!!