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when we were living in the mountains there were packs of coyotes
and at night you could hear a dozen of them in UNISON from the entrance to their den way up on the hill side...
and the range of mountains there were like a bowl so the sound reverberated back and forth..
well one night old sadie was out on patrol as usual
now you need a photo of her to comprehend her " wildness "
i could say.............
anyways...this one night...it was pitch black ok...you couldn't even see your hand if you held it out front your face...
i heard this loud commotion that sounded like the dog wrestling rumble of the century... lots of them.. i mean most of us have heard a dog fight in our lives...even blood curdling ones i'm sure...
well this was different it was a whole pack of coyotes trying to kill and eat my DINGO...and she was just the dog to handle the JOB of kicking all their asses....
let me tell you.. for example: that dog was being trained for it starting on week 6 of her life as i constantly tapped her paws to the floor too while watching TV to increase her tactile senses in her feet...instead of being a clumsy puppy....
i was relentless...as everyone lost their dogs up there.
i did it for hours...and
ever so softly until she became like this little Arnold Swazenager terminator dog lol and the
martial arts training was from day 1... she was like a
tank turret and could spin
360's same as STAR actually, but much bigger......
60 LBS of MUSCLE of
like a boa constrictor...conditioning...
OF course the
incredibly intelligent and crafty coyotes didn't know this...heh heh heh
so i go running out there to save her LIFE in the middle of this huge Battle
with dust flying... couldn't see it ,but i was sure choking on it...
as i swung this large death staff over and over trying to make contact....with the the snarling bunch trying to
break up the fight...even though i couldn't see a thing...they were actually bumping into me..and using the darkness as cover...
i know this sounds ridiculous but it's the God's honest truth
they were moving around and i'd get real close to the massacre and swing the stick...
shouting my lungs out trying to frighten them off of her , thinking...aloud...
their killing her .......
their killing her.... and your goin .....OH MY GOD NO....in your heart.
totally in PANIC mode....swearing up a storm- all pissed OFFF
lots of screaming... it was
intense
and i finally grabbed her away from them scooping her up
and she was ALL covered in BLOOD ....i could feel the gooeyness /stickyness...of it all over her fur and ran to the bathtub to find out where to start doing emergency intensive care stuff...and i was rinsing her off ...trying to see all of her injuries...
it was gruesome like a horror flick....kinda bloody and i was covered in it too from carrying her...
and "then" .........all the blood just rinsed off down the drain....
like MAGIC .....and i couldn't even find a mark on her...
i stood back and just slowly looked at her in amazement as she panted slowly...all happy with herself for a job well done..
i was never so proud of that dog until that exact moment
she was a champion...a thoroughbred fighter... 
sorry this latest fiasco with star made remember this story.