Originally Posted by
tunk
Well if there is a God out there, today he smiled on me, or maybe it is karma.
About 4pm I got a tip from a man that said he knew where Pooh and Ashley were. I'm out of here like a rocket. What a fucking adventure, I rescued my dogs.
I will tell the whole story before I forget because I am an old man and it's worth remembering.
The gf led me to the edge of the flood where a Thai man was supposed to meet us, he wasn't there. but he had told her where they were.
There are several rescue boats there, but they are rescuing people, no problem.
I walked from Warren to Ubon 2 days I can walk to find my dogs. So I headed off into flood water, I had no plan what to do if I found them, I only had food to feed them and then come up with another plan.
I have to tell this part, I went to the wrong place first, it was a deserted business, but they had left the guard dogs. Way over here the water was only about 6 inches deep, I walked through that business and I have guard dogs on both sides of me telling me to leave, and I'm telling them fuck you. Yes I may be a tad crazy, but I also carry a beautiful Buck knife, and I wouldn't go down easy. You know dogs can read your face, they read mine and left me the fuck alone.
Decided the wrong place so back through the chest deep, the deepest, back to the median strip, the highest ground to walk to the next place. I think it was the DoIt hardware. And there I met up with the man that had seen my dogs. I had actually had a few words with this man earlier in the day when I made my walk across.
That same morning I had fed this mans dogs, he is hanging out on the median strip with his three dogs. He starts telling me about his one dog only has three legs and where he lives, I told him I know these dogs, I see them every morning on my route. We could not comunicate very well, he never got the message that I was looking for lost dogs. He is very happy to take me to my dogs, yes he knows about the reward.
They were in the Doit warehouse. When you walk away from the median strip at about waist deep they have built a scafolding cat walk for their employees to cross the deeper water and sand bag wall. He led me across there into a warehouse the size of a football field. We walked clear to the other end and nothing, on the way back they heard me calling and came out of hiding. They were so scared, two small females being bullied by the local dogs, for 3 days. When Pooh saw me her fear left just that quick, she ran to me and was so crazy happy, Ashley it took longer, its like she was in shock from protecting her daughter for, however long ago they left home.
I was so happy, but still had no plan what I would do with them. Leaving them there was out of the question, Pooh would never leave me walk away, so I decided to try and get them to the abandoned building, with the other 3.
I think they would stay on the high and dry with their pack instead of follow me back in the water. Its a half mile down the road and thigh deep strong current, still had no real plan.
I knew they would not both follow me across that catwalk, down into the water and swim to the median strip, at this point the median strip still had 6 inches of dry ground.
Ashley was so scared I knew she couldn't do it so I grabbed her up in my arms and carried her across the catwalk, and then we had to go down a ladder and into the water.
Ever go down a ladder facing away from it while carrying a dog.
Two steps from the bottom I slipped and went down clear under the water, but only waist deep so I popped right up and never even dropped my fucking dog. got her over to the median strip, turned around and looked and I was right Pooh followed us. We could only go a short distance and the water was deeper and the median strip gone, and it was still a long way to go through deeper water, with current.
God smiled on me again.
I looked up just in time to see a man get out of a boat and the boat leaving with only one man in it.
Chuai dai mai...will you help me. I told him I need to get these dogs to the Shell station.
He said he couldn't get there but he could get close, lets go. So he took me to another catwalk close to Shell.
The water was chest deep and I would have to carry the dogs through the deep water, across two lane highway [ no traffic ],up to the median, which was knee deep at this point, back into deep water and up to the safehouse with their pack.
I got right into the water chest deep and was able to snatch Pooh out of the boat and start carrying her across, I was so tired when I got to the median, I squated down and held Pooh while I rested, followed the median for a ways, then rested again before crossing the deepest water and reach the safehouse.
For a short distance its deep enough your starting to float and lose traction. Still had to go back for Ash. No worry about Pooh following, she was happy to be with her pack.
So I go back for Ash still waiting in the boat, I couldn't snatch her out like I did Pooh, she was too scared. I had to go up on the catwalk and coax her out of the boat so I could pick her up.
Well going down the ladder I missed the last step and down I went again, clear under. Popped up, spit and never dropped my fucking dog. When I popped up I heard the crowd gasp, yeah I didn't mention there were at least 40 or maybe 50 Thai watching what was happening.
Maybe 30 employees from the business standing on the median waiting for the next soldiers truck and another 25 at the business filling sandbags.
And you know Thai not one person stepped out to help. but you know Thai, fear water, fear the dark, fear everything, fuck them.
It was a struggle, I was exhausted.
When I put Ash on shore, they started bonding and I turned to leave right away.
After 2 days bitching at them the pack know they aren't supposed to follow and after what Pooh and Ash just went through I was pretty sure they wouldn't try.
Walked out to the median, stuck out my thumb to the first soldier truck I saw and caught a ride back to Warren.
It was a good day.