Dose of Cute
The dogs name was Endal….”Over the years, Endal has learned to pull the plug out of the bath before going for help if Allen falls unconscious whilst bathing, and is able to put Allen in the recovery position, hit the emergency button on the telephone and summon help … Endal has learned how to use ATMs as well as Chip and pin machines, as well as helping out with shopping, opening train doors, operating lifts, unloading the washing machine and more typical doggie skills like getting the paper.”
Parton states that Endal’s ability to comprehend his wishes and needs showed when they first met, and was responsible for helping him recover from the initial deep depression and trauma caused by his disability.
Endal came again to national attention in a 2001 incident, when Allen was knocked out of his wheelchair by a passing car. Endal pulled Allen, who was unconscious, into the recovery position, retrieved his mobile phone from beneath the car, fetched a blanket and covered him, barked at nearby dwellings for assistance, and then ran to a nearby hotel to obtain help.
My dog just bit me! I don’t know what to do. This is the excuse my mom has been looking for to get rid of her and I some what agree. We have had her for ten years and on one hand I don’t want her to go and on the other I want her gone. I didn’t choose her in the first place, I want a chance to pick my own dog but that would be horrible to get rid of her knowing that there is a chance that no one will want her and she will be in a cage the rest of her life. I don’t know what to do.
I still hold my breath every time I open a wardrobe. I am 25.
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