This medium sized dog was mired on the muddy bank where she had managed to struggle to the shore. It is not known how she came to this predicament, but we believe she was hit by a car on the Eagle Road bridge and was knocked into the bayou.
Rescue from the Bayou
A dozen of the TMCA
were aboard five dinghys on an excursion from the new Double Bayou
Landing and Marina when we discovered the dog. We were almost 3 miles
up the bayou from Oak Island.
" Oh look, there is a dog on the bank under that tree," I said to Marion, "It looks like it is in trouble." We circled in the bayou and the other dinghys came in close.
"Go back," Marion insisted. "I want to help it out"
"I'm going... " I replied, just as we were about to collide with John Allisons dinghy.
"Get away from there... You have a dog on board," Marion called out to Jim and Doris Lee. "Your dog will frighten it. We will get it out of there."
"You be careful, It may have rabies, it may attack," someone said.
Marion replied, "I will have to get shots then."
We moved in closer to the bank, I shut off the engine and coasted into the low hanging branches of the oak tree. I held them up as Marion went into the shallow water. "Does any one have a towel?" she asked.
"Here is a towel" volunteered Chris Blair.
Marion waded ashore and gently approached. It took a few minutes for her to reassure the dog. She gently wrapped it in the towel and brought it aboard our dinghy.
We spent the next few minutes getting the spiders off Marion and getting the dog comfortably settled. Chris offered a bottle of water and Marion managed to get the dog to take a little.
We then headed back to the marina. We stopped twice to ask local residents if they recognized the dog. No Luck either time.
" Oh look, there is a dog on the bank under that tree," I said to Marion, "It looks like it is in trouble." We circled in the bayou and the other dinghys came in close.
"Go back," Marion insisted. "I want to help it out"
"I'm going... " I replied, just as we were about to collide with John Allisons dinghy.
"Get away from there... You have a dog on board," Marion called out to Jim and Doris Lee. "Your dog will frighten it. We will get it out of there."
"You be careful, It may have rabies, it may attack," someone said.
Marion replied, "I will have to get shots then."
We moved in closer to the bank, I shut off the engine and coasted into the low hanging branches of the oak tree. I held them up as Marion went into the shallow water. "Does any one have a towel?" she asked.
"Here is a towel" volunteered Chris Blair.
Marion waded ashore and gently approached. It took a few minutes for her to reassure the dog. She gently wrapped it in the towel and brought it aboard our dinghy.
We spent the next few minutes getting the spiders off Marion and getting the dog comfortably settled. Chris offered a bottle of water and Marion managed to get the dog to take a little.
We then headed back to the marina. We stopped twice to ask local residents if they recognized the dog. No Luck either time.
North Fork of Double Bayou
Once back at the marina I went to the bar and inquired if any one knew the dog.
"Little white dog?" volunteered Rick.
"Yes," I replied."We found it, injured along the opposite bank up by the bridge"
"I know that dog.. It belongs to a cousin. I will take it off your hands."
He came down to our boat, visited a while, and told us the dog was named Misty. He assured us he would take care of her. We gave him the dog and he disappeared around the front of the building.
The waitress at the restaraunt later found that Rick had abandoned the dog in the parking lot. She called on Marion to save Misty once again.
From this point on Rick became known as "The Bad Guy".
Once back at the marina I went to the bar and inquired if any one knew the dog.
"Little white dog?" volunteered Rick.
"Yes," I replied."We found it, injured along the opposite bank up by the bridge"
"I know that dog.. It belongs to a cousin. I will take it off your hands."
He came down to our boat, visited a while, and told us the dog was named Misty. He assured us he would take care of her. We gave him the dog and he disappeared around the front of the building.
The waitress at the restaraunt later found that Rick had abandoned the dog in the parking lot. She called on Marion to save Misty once again.
From this point on Rick became known as "The Bad Guy".
