The golf course that I work is very beautiful, with seven of the eighteen holes right next to the ocean many people will walk their pets on the grounds. The club has no problem with pets being on the course before 8am. One lady walks her chocolate lab every morning, the dog is older and has a little trouble getting around but both the owner and dog are great and I will often stop and play with the dog for a bit. The other morning while mowing one of the greens in a light rain the owner of the dog came running up to me. The woman was soaked from head to toe, I calmly stopped my mower and asked the lady what was wrong. She was visibly upset and told me that her dog was stuck in the pond and that she was unable to get her out of the water. I calmly walked over to the pond and did not see the dog where she told me it would be, she then screamed that the dog was in the middle of the pond. I called the dog and as I did so was told that the dog is deaf, I began to get a bit nervous as the dog was treading water and that its head was going under water every few seconds.
It was at that point that the realness of the situation took over, I removed my phone from my pocket and unhooked my pump. Yes as a diabetic no matter the situation the diabetes always comes first. I was not going in the pond with my pump, I don't care what was in the pond I was not going to break my pump by submerging it in the water. Selfish maybe but I'm not sure if the insurance company would cover a pump that was broken because I had to save a dog. Free of any electronics I dove in to the pond to save the dog, once I reached the dog I thought I could grab the dog by the collar and that we would swim in together, I would then pickup the dog when I got to the shore. That did not happen, when I grabbed the dog collar the dog decided to stop swimming and dropped its head under water. I then cradled the dog in my left arm and swam to shore with my right arm. I got the dog on land safely, after laying on the ground for a few seconds the dog popped up and began walking its normal route. As the owner thanked me I couldn't help but smile. As I walked back to finish mowing I couldn't help but laugh, if someone ever told me that would happen at work I would say that they were crazy.