Ok, here is another one about my RIP girl. Although its not a protection type, but kinda unbelievable. Thank goodness I had my nephew there as a witness or everyone would have called "bullshit".
Ok my RIP girl was extremely smart, knew well over 75 verbal commands as well as silent hand signals. But I usually told her what to do, usually never do things on her own.
So my nephew and I were rafting down the local river in tubes along with Tia ( in her lifevest of course ) we were about 3 miles from our camp and decided to pull out in a sandy area to do some swimming. We had tied our rafts together earlier so we wouldnt get separated. I jump out first and tell my nephew to pull up the rafts far up on the bank so they wouldnt float away. ( yeah stupid me ) Well, Tia crawled up the 6 foot bank and ran to play in the tall grass. Soon my nephew joined me and we were diving. A couple mins later we both came up for air and I turned around and lo and behold, here are both of our rafts, tied together floating down the river about 50 ft away. I said, oh no ! My nephew turned to look, about that time Tia launched herself off the embankment and swam like heck to the rafts, she grabbed the rope tying them together, turned around and started swimming, upstream against the current. Both my nephew and I looked at each other, mouths open, turned to watch as my 65 lb dog hauled 2 large rubber rafts upstream agains a fair current. And instead of coming to me ( like when retrieving a toy ) she took the rafts back over to the sandy beach area and proceeded to growl and tug the rope to get the rafts onto land.
My nephew said, Ummm how did she know to do that, you didnt say anything?? I said, yeah and you better thank your lucky stars she did, because 3 miles is a long way to walk to camp.
Later that night I was telling his mother over the phone and she did call Bullshit on the story and her son got on the phone, and swore oh my gawd ma, you should have seen it ! No joke, neatest thing I ever saw !
Aww man, I miss her... RIP Tia, 13 yrs old, my heart dog