It was while we were walking our own dog Alf when we first saw the Lion Dog. He was so furry and looked so much like a lion it was hard not to notice him. He wandered past us and continued on down the path, and it quickly became clear that there wasn't anyone with him. Both Pete and I are great animal lovers, and Pete is a bit of a dog expert (having studied wolves for years and working at our local Blue Cross rescue centre), so we decided we should follow and get hold of the Lion Dog as no-one else seemed to care that he was clearly alone.
|Aslan The Lion Dog - Their tongues are supposed to be that colour, it worried me too :/|
I held Alf a good distance away while Pete approached Aslan to get hold of him and read his collar. Aslan was still a bit wary, but eventually let Pete take hold of him collar and read his tag. We rang both numbers on the tag with no answer, but left messages to let the owner know we had found their dog. We did consider phoning the local Dog Warden, but instead felt it would be better to keep Aslan with us and take him home until his owner got in touch. As we don't generally carry a spare lead, we put Aslan on Alf's lead and I used my studded belt looped through Alf's harness to walk him. We must have looked pretty ridiculous :/
We got Aslan back to our flat and tried washing him down a bit in the garden, as he had got quite a lot of mud in his lovely long fur. Fortunately it was a nice day so we stayed outside with the dogs as our flat isn't huge and Aslan was a pretty big dog. Alf wasn't too sure he liked having a new big dog on his property, but coped pretty well all-in-all. The owner rang us back a bit after 5pm after she finished work. She was quite flustered as our message was the first she knew of her dog having wandered off. He had clearly escaped from the back garden where he had been left.
Turns out his name was actually Bailey, but I still prefer Aslan.
|Me, Alf and Aslan|
|I think he liked me :)|
|Alf wasn't too sure about having another dog in his garden|
|Pete and Aslan|
Alf was definitely glad when Aslan had gone. Jealous little pup :)
A few days afterwards, Emma, Bailey/Aslan's owner, came round with a bottle of wine, huge box of Thornton's chocolates and a toy and some treats for Alf, to say thank you. While we really didn't do it for any reward, I wasn't going to turn down chocolate! Maybe we should rescue dogs more often....