In '96, wife-to-be and I were shacking up. We had a small black lab named Snoop. One night, while we were sound asleep, there was suddenly a simultaneous BANG, bright flash of light, the dog yelped, there was a crash, and Snoop went charging out of the bedroom.
Before the echo of the crash died, I'd flung the blankets off and was half launched out of bed. I was entirely on autopilot, with adrenaline pouring into my system thru a firehose. I had no idea why I was airborne heading off of the bed. My sound asleep brain had somehow observed the "BANG/flash of light, crash, and dog-behavior", as mortal danger and bolted me out of bed. It was all reptile brain. 100% in berserker mode, my sole thought was locating the "must be occurring" death struggle between Snoop and "the bad guys" so I could tear into it. Every fiber was screaming PROTECT PROTECT! There was not the slightest bit of rational thought going on.
I was also butt-naked.
As my first foot hit the ground en route to the bedroom door, my fore-brain started working. I didn't hear a death struggle. I started putting together what I knew re. the last 3secs. Bang, flash, Snoop yelps, crash, Snoop charged out the door. "WTF is going on?"
As my second foot hit the floor I started slowing the mad rush and tried to find a scenario that fit. I came to a halt at the open bedroom door. Still no sound of struggle. I started regaining my senses. I found Snoop downstairs, seemingly no worse for wear. We did a house clearing and all seemed fine.
I went back to the bedroom and turned on the light. Which is when I figured out what happened. The lamp from my bedside table was all the way across the room. After that night, Snoop didn't chew on on power cords any more.
Snoop was with us for another 10yrs. That dog and I were really tight.
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Before the echo of the crash died, I'd flung the blankets off and was half launched out of bed. I was entirely on autopilot, with adrenaline pouring into my system thru a firehose. I had no idea why I was airborne heading off of the bed. My sound asleep brain had somehow observed the "BANG/flash of light, crash, and dog-behavior", as mortal danger and bolted me out of bed. It was all reptile brain. 100% in berserker mode, my sole thought was locating the "must be occurring" death struggle between Snoop and "the bad guys" so I could tear into it. Every fiber was screaming PROTECT PROTECT! There was not the slightest bit of rational thought going on.
I was also butt-naked.
As my first foot hit the ground en route to the bedroom door, my fore-brain started working. I didn't hear a death struggle. I started putting together what I knew re. the last 3secs. Bang, flash, Snoop yelps, crash, Snoop charged out the door. "WTF is going on?"
As my second foot hit the floor I started slowing the mad rush and tried to find a scenario that fit. I came to a halt at the open bedroom door. Still no sound of struggle. I started regaining my senses. I found Snoop downstairs, seemingly no worse for wear. We did a house clearing and all seemed fine.
I went back to the bedroom and turned on the light. Which is when I figured out what happened. The lamp from my bedside table was all the way across the room. After that night, Snoop didn't chew on on power cords any more.
Snoop was with us for another 10yrs. That dog and I were really tight.
Books @ Amazon
"If only he had used his genius for niceness, instead of Evil." M. Smart
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RangerGress: Feb 26, 18 12:09