Oh, how nice, he must be taking them for a walk.
I call my mom and Skype for almost an hour. Hmm. No Frank still. "Where R U" I text message.
My phone rings. It's Frank. "Something f'd up just happened."
Terrible thoughts run though my head. Car Accident?
"Maple fell in the river, and I had to jump in to get her out."
Mind you, it is 34 degrees out, pitch dark out and snow just melted recently, so the waters are high.
"Are you okay? Is she alive?"
"Barely. I don't know. Get some warm blankets quick." Click.
Blankets, Dryer, Clothes for Frank, turn on shower, radiators on 5, bed for Maple. Check. Waiting...
Both come in soaked to the core. I wrap Maple in a blanket. Frank starts shivering uncontrollably. He can't undo his clothes. I pull them all off and he hops in the shower moaning. Maple is barely hanging on.
She is grunting heavily, shivering uncontrollably. We rub her with dry towels and cover her in warm heavy blankets straight from the dryer. She is calming down. She is not chattering so much. I google everything I can about dogs drowning. We talk to a vet friend back in the states. We're doing what we should. Get her dry and warm fast.
Frank said he took the dogs back to Gmund for a walk on the old trails we used to take the dogs a few years ago. Maple was getting a drink. Her legs failed, she flailed. It was shallow, but a current swept her away. Frank thought she'd be okay and could get out. It was too muddy and the current too strong. It swept her quickly away. She stopped moving, he jumped in. He went under. The water was deep and moving fast.
He carried her out, stiff as a board, not breathing. He pumped her chest and out poured the water. She came back. He ran her back to the truck moaning. 1/4 mile. They made it home. Safe. Wet. Cold. Freezing. Adrenaline rushing.
At midnight, several beers later, we finally call it a night and make sure she is warm and comfortable and good for the night.
Hoping for the best in the morning. Then off to the vet for meds and a check up. One tough dog and one tough dad. One thankful mom.
UPDATE: 4 Jan. I took Maple to the vet and she is on an antiobotic. She is super tired, not eating well, but doing okay. Hoping she improves as she gets rest.