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		<title>By: rightidea</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 04:55:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a wonderful parallel you have drawn here. I&#039;m sure Dingo would also have put his own life in danger for Harry&#039;s safety if the occasion had warranted it. Dogs are like that. We, on the other hand, often need a change of heart from the Master to automatically put the interest of others first. 

My 100 pound German Shepherd showed the sort kind of sacrificial devotion the first time I tried to take him with me in a canoe.

The unsteady motion of the canoe under his feet as he took his first step in convinced him that this was NOT a safe thing to do and he absolutely refused to get in on his own. I decided to paddle out into the lake a few yards without him to convince him it was actually safe and then return to the bank and give him another opportunity.

I paddled away about ten yards before turning around just in time to see him jump in the lake to come after me. Surprised by his reaction, I stopped paddling. He kept swimming out toward me and did something I&#039;ll never forget. He grabbed the rope still dangling from the bow of the canoe, turned back toward shore and towed me back to safety!

After a few minutes recovery I was able to convince him to get into the canoe and go with me this time. I&#039;m still convinced that he was more worried about my safety  than his own in that canoe &#8230; after all he knew HE could swim, I&#039;m not sure he knew I could!

Of course after a while on the lake his fears subsided and he became more absorbed in watching turtles sunning themselves on the trunk of a fallen tree as we slid silently by. His excitement about the turtles overcame him and he greeted them with a rousing canine hello, which of course ended the show immediately as they slid back into the water.

After that he was my favorite canoe buddy. But he never got used to the unsteady feeling when he moved too fast and never really &quot;rocked to boat&quot; too much.

Blessings!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a wonderful parallel you have drawn here. I&#8217;m sure Dingo would also have put his own life in danger for Harry&#8217;s safety if the occasion had warranted it. Dogs are like that. We, on the other hand, often need a change of heart from the Master to automatically put the interest of others first. </p>
<p>My 100 pound German Shepherd showed the sort kind of sacrificial devotion the first time I tried to take him with me in a canoe.</p>
<p>The unsteady motion of the canoe under his feet as he took his first step in convinced him that this was NOT a safe thing to do and he absolutely refused to get in on his own. I decided to paddle out into the lake a few yards without him to convince him it was actually safe and then return to the bank and give him another opportunity.</p>
<p>I paddled away about ten yards before turning around just in time to see him jump in the lake to come after me. Surprised by his reaction, I stopped paddling. He kept swimming out toward me and did something I&#8217;ll never forget. He grabbed the rope still dangling from the bow of the canoe, turned back toward shore and towed me back to safety!</p>
<p>After a few minutes recovery I was able to convince him to get into the canoe and go with me this time. I&#8217;m still convinced that he was more worried about my safety  than his own in that canoe &#8230; after all he knew HE could swim, I&#8217;m not sure he knew I could!</p>
<p>Of course after a while on the lake his fears subsided and he became more absorbed in watching turtles sunning themselves on the trunk of a fallen tree as we slid silently by. His excitement about the turtles overcame him and he greeted them with a rousing canine hello, which of course ended the show immediately as they slid back into the water.</p>
<p>After that he was my favorite canoe buddy. But he never got used to the unsteady feeling when he moved too fast and never really &#8220;rocked to boat&#8221; too much.</p>
<p>Blessings!</p>
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