Skip to comments.One good turn deserves another: St. Bernard fends off intruder... hours after family rescues
Posted on 11/12/2011 11:38:46 PM PST by Nachum
Hercules was adopted by a couple in Hillsboro, Ohio, who saw the ailing 135-pound St. Bernard at the animal shelter and feared he would be euthanized.
Six hours later, the heroic canine repaid his new owners' kindness when a dark-clothed thug broke into the couple's house.
The man had cut the phone and cable lines running to the home of Rubert and Elizabeth Littler and had sneaked into their basement.
(Excerpt) Read more at dailymail.co.uk ...
Puts a smile on my face.
God is good to us. We get to have dogs as a friend.
Dogs are great.
I had some icky surgery this summer and was in the hospital almost a month. When I got home our pittie laid on the sofa next to me and cried. Now, he will not leave my side. I’m working from home and he lays on the floor next to my desk chair and if I get up he follows.
If I can’t sleep (like now) he’s right next to me on the sofa. It’s very comforting to be guarded so well.
That is so nice.
Our St. Bernard, Sasha, is also a “little” one weighing in at 135 lbs.
No dog for an old (52) man like me. Unbelievable power.
Her brother is 175 lbs.
Thank you Hercules !!
Dogs just know things. Don’t know how or why, but they do.
Also a shelter dog adoptee. I hope he never has the need to chase an intruder, but he is a fantastic barker when anyone is within 30 feet of the house.
Kind of ironic that a dog needs to be rescued from a shelter.
Good dog ping!
Good boy: Hercules attacked an intruder to defend his new found home - breaking through a screen door to give chase to the thug
Oh don’t be such a cry baby. I got my little bitty Honey-Bunny at the pound from their isolation section, you know the dogs they are going to kill because they are to sick or damaged to be worth the vet bills. She has 23% hip displacier, she had a systemic blood infection and was severely malnourished. She weighed 48 pounds and was about 2 months old when I bailed her out of death row. They made me sign a waiver stating that I would never bring her back to any animal shelter for any reason upon threat of all kinds of violations I can’t even remember, and some kind of legal action. Took my baby to the vet the next morning, 2247.00 later (that was my M1A rifle money by the way) I have the best little girl any body could ever ask God for. She is now a 147 pound beauty and still a bit of a puppy, she wont be a full grown adult for about another 6 months. I am 62 years old and just playing with her in the orchard is enough to give me a massive coronary arrest, but I am sure she will lick and slobber me back to good health, if she doesn’t drown me.
PS My vet told me that in 35 years of practice he had never seen a dog with ricketts before, I guess that is why she likes oranges and tangerines. Honey is an English Mastiff and my other little puppy is Jack, he is a Newfoundland Labrador cross. The vet tells me Jack is to fat at 127 pounds but I figure at 18 years old he deserves to sit around and watch the world go by if he wants to.
Get outta my head.
I was ~just~ reading this thread.
[you have a spy cam hidden in my LR, doncha?]
You know the rules.
The Brit news does a better job on US news than our hacks do.
Absolutely beautiful story about your Honey-Bunny! Yes, she was expensive but she is well worth it. Sounds like you have two fantastic dogs and when those two big ones romp around... it must be comical!
I was waiting for the part where the family was arrested and the dog taken away because it bit the intruder. That happened in the UK after all.
Do you have any photos saved in your computer? If so, I can talk you through it.
HiTech RedNeck is one of my favorite screen names on here. Very clever.
“Technological idiot” and “2 fingered typist” notwithstanding, you are a FReeper and that makes you quite awesome, IMO.
Good thing he didn’t get a cat.
Wonder if Hercules recognized the perp... as his previous “master”.
That’s a big, big heart! Man’s Best Friend indeed!
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road.
It looked like fine marble...At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, ‘Excuse me, where are we?’
‘This is Heaven, sir,’ the man answered.
‘Wow! Would you happen to have some water?’ the man asked.
‘Of course, sir. Come right in, and I’ll have some ice water brought right up.’
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
‘Can my friend,’ gesturing toward his dog, ‘come in, too?’ the traveller asked.
‘I’m sorry, sir, but we don’t accept pets.’
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way
he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book....
‘Excuse me!’ he called to the man. ‘Do you have any water?’
‘Yeah, sure, there’s a pump over there, come on in.’
‘How about my friend here?’ the traveller gestured to the dog.
‘There should be a bowl by the pump,’ said the man.
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveller filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
‘What do you call this place?’ the traveller asked.
‘This is Heaven,’ he answered.
‘Well, that’s confusing,’ the traveller said. ‘The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.’
‘Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That’s hell.’
‘Doesn’t it make you mad for them to use your name like that?’
‘No, we’re just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.’
(Posting from a hotel in beautiful Boone, NC, that allows DOGS. Just read this story to my bud, Lucy. Go AppState!)
That’s great...I have never seen that one! Thanks very much for posting it. I loved the Twilight Zone...:)
I live up here in The People's Republic of Massachusetts, and my old yellow cat would sit and guard my car from the liberals who would key my car for having a bumper sticker like this one (although the NRA sticker may have worked as well...:)
He does look like he is fixing to take someone's face off there!
Yep, you’d think there would be no question that the dog had earned his stay.
Just got this in an email today:
I wish I could go to a shelter and adopt a gazillion dogs but......... I am already one dog over the legal limit for the city of Houston. The only St Bernard I have ever known lived across the street and he had to be put down because he was a mean biter. I wonder how rare that is?
I found this story on abcnews.com on Friday.
Must have been a cat burglar.
Breaking through the screen door reminds me of the best dog I ever owned, a half Golden and half Yellow lab. I was sitting in my chair one spring day, sliding glass door was open and the sliding screen door was closed. Duke came up to the screen wagging his tail and wanting inside. I looked up and saw him and waved my hand, apparently Duke took this for a signal to come into the house for he burst through the screen ran to my chair and put his head in my lap, his tail pounding the floor like mad.
All I could do was sit there and laugh like an idiot, the wife, on the other hand, was slightly miffed and made me repair the screen.
Had exactly the same dog when I lived in Alabama. He was patiently waiting to be let in at the back screen...when there was a loud clap of thunder.
He came thru the wooden-framed screen door like a locomotive. The whole door had to be replaced...
Nice story, but it seems from the owner’s words that he’s still not absolutely sure he’ll keep the dog even though he’s “earned the right to stay” Huh?
It is a sad state of affairs for dogs. A lot of owners can’t or won’t keep the animal after giving it a home :(
Great story. They have a solution for that now — screens with a velcro closure that allow your pets to go in and out as they please. They advertise them on TV all the time.
A half Golden/half yellow Lab is a terrific dog. My cousin had one.
That dog had a very, very good day!
My two mini-dachshunds have 'built-in' clocks! When it's dinner time for them at 5 PM - they let me know - loud & clear!
Thanks for that story, I’ve never heard it before and I love it! I’ll be sharing that one! Thanks again... :)
Magslinger posted a link to a Twilight Zone episode, which I thought was interesting! I had got that story in an email a couple of years ago, and when I saw this thread, I was able to go back and find it.
Yup, my three doofus’ have barreled through that screen door a time or two.
They just kept smiling.