This Scared Dog Was Lost In An Australian Wilderness, The Way They Saved Him… Awesome!
Sometimes, the best stories come from being at the right place at the right time, and that couldn't be more true for this amazing tale about what happened when one group of people found something in the woods that they simply couldn't ignore. Many would have given up on the challenging task, deciding instead to focus on themselves. But when this group saw a dog in need, they rerouted their entire plan to help it -- even though doing so wasn't going to be easy.
Below, we can read the story in their own words: How they found the dog, how long it took to get her to trust them, and what happened when they finally were able to rescue it. The best part is that just when you think the story is over, there's another twist -- and that twist is the heartwarming cherry on top of an all-around amazing story.
#1. The story begins when one young couple decided to take a scenic hike.
"My husband and I took my dad to see some rock pools in a fairly secluded section of Mt. Glorious National Park. As we walked along the creek bed, we noticed a disturbance in one of the deep pools ahead. Thinking it might be a kangaroo or a platypus, we approached quietly, only to see this forlorn little face looking back. It was honestly the saddest sight."
#2. She was not in good shape when they found her.
"We approached cautiously, not knowing whether this was a domesticated or wild dog. Either way, we couldn't leave it there in the freezing water. It was completely exhausted from it's attempts to struggle out of the deep section it had fallen into, and there's no way it would've survived the night. We erred on the side of caution and armed ourselves with a BFS (big f*cking stick), just in case it wanted to defend itself when we pulled it out of the water. We gently looped a rope around it's head/shoulders, and with a slight struggle, dragged it out onto the rocks. The dog wasn't aggressive at all, and in fact very timidly lumbered away from us, up the bank and into the thick lantana beside the pool. As it turned away from us, we saw that she was a desexed female - at some stage she must've been domesticated."
#3. Despite the tenuousness of the situation, they knew they couldn't just leave her there.
"We figured if she'd been someone's pet, there was a chance she had been dumped or lost. Even though she wasn't interested in coming to us, we knew again that we couldn't leave her there. She was in a completely inhospitable section of bush, in a gully with cliff face and hectares of national park on one side, and a scrubby, rocky bank up to a busy road on the other. There were also no houses within at least a 5KM radius, and no obvious way for her to make her own way out of the gully. We saw her podgy little rump disappear into the lantana, giving us no other option than to wade in after her. Because the scrub was so thick we lost sight of her. Occasionally we could hear her bashing her way up the bank, and eventually we spotted her around 10 meters up, laying low in the thick undergrowth. We approached from 3 sides, to try to keep her from escaping again. When we crept up to her hiding spot, we saw that she'd made herself a little dugout in the bank, and she'd even made a tunnel through the lantana, down to the waterhole."
#4. Slow and steady was the way this had to get accomplished.
"At this stage, we still weren't sure if she'd let us get close to her, so we sat with her for a little while to see how she'd respond. She was very dejected, and obviously still exhausted. I snapped away the lantana from her little nest, and gradually got in closer, letting her get used to us being there. She was still apprehensive, but not aggressive, so after a while I took a chance and gave her a scratch on the head... and she rewarded me with a lick on the hand. Despite obviously having been camped there for at least a few days, we noted that our little companion wasn't exactly lacking in mass, leading us to dub her Miss Piggy. We spent a bit more time getting acquainted with Miss Piggy, while we started to hatch a plan to get her out."
#5. They had to get creative to get her out of there.
"The prospect of coaxing her back along the creek bed seemed pretty poor, given how tired and rotund she was, and given the difficulty of getting her round waterholes and over large rocks. We had ropes with us for climbing down waterfalls, and so figured that if we could tie her up securely, we might be able to make a run for the road above us. We created a makeshift harness with non-slip knots, and tried to coax Miss Piggy to slowly climb through the scrub and loose rocks with us. She (predictably) wasn't overly keen on that, so we set about carrying/nudging her along - one person leading her and another pushing/carrying her from behind. We secured the long end of rope to some trees above, to prevent her from slipping down the bank, and tried to make some slow progress."
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