Victor’s Dream Come True

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Author Bev McQuain (a guy with a girl’s name) has written a book about the funny and bizarre things that have happened with dogs and their handlers over the forty years that he owned Canada’s largest canine security company. One bittersweet story that did not belong in the humor book is about an old patrol dog named Victor who wanted nothing more than to chase squirrels…

Victor had been retired, and enjoying life just rolling in the grass and soaking up the sun in the yard after working all his adult life accompanying security officers at golf courses, condominiums, concerts, construction projects, etc…

The dogs lived in the kennel, and went to work with officers at night. Vic was a favorite with the guards. He loved going to work. He was happy, friendly, and obedient. He was, however, small animal aggressive. When he spotted a squirrel or chipmunk, he would tense, shiver and whine. He was easily controlled, with a “No”, but as long as the furry thing was in view, it commanded his rigid attention. On some sites, the squirrels learned that the dogs could not chase them, so as squirrels are wont to do, they teased the patrolling canines.

Alas, Victor was afflicted with cardiomyopathy (an enlarging heart). My twenty-four hour staff provided tender loving care for the old guy, but eventually his quality of life deteriorated to the point that it was time to make that final visit to the vet.

The sad journey took us through a densely wooded area, where I seized the opportunity to avoid the dreaded final sleep at the veterinary clinic. Victor and I took a walk in the woods, and were immediately scolded by a pair of black squirrels. When Vic tensed, I released the leash clip and commanded, “Get ‘em!”

The big Dobe took a tentative step, and looked back at me. His ears pressed forward as if to say, “Do you mean it? … Did I misunderstand? … I’m confused.”

Instead of the accustomed, “No! Stay! Don’t touch,” he was sure he heard, “Get ‘em.” Did he hear right?

Again I shouted, “Get him! Good dog, Get him,” and Vic lunged forward.

The dog, finally freed to attack the nemesis that had tormented him all these years, flew as fast as his weary body could drive him. He raced after them, slowing slightly and gasping for breath, but pressing on to a final leap as the varmints scrambled up a maple tree… and the hunter fell to the ground, dead.

I smiled through my tears, knowing that this best friend’s last moment was the happiest in years.

Bev McQuain

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Kennel is available for Kindle on Amazon and ebooks on Smashwords.






4 thoughts on “Victor’s Dream Come True”

  1. Several years ago my beloved Dobie (also suffering from cardio) dropped dead after several minutes of final playing in the back yard with his companion female Dobie. He had been taking all kinds of medicine to (hopefully) help with his cardio but I knew his time was limited. As this story states, the final moments were doing what he loved to do–playing. This story brought back the memory and the tears. So glad Victor finally got to chase the squirrels.

  2. now i regretted reading this story..but if i hadn’t read it would i come to know a great dog like Victor..?so i’m happy reading the story..but when i came to the part where he lies on the ground..dead..i fell awful again..gezzz..cant get my feelings i happy or am i happy for victor that he finally was able to do what he wants to do but sad that he was able to do it only during his final moment and not able to brag or enjoy the moment of it..

  3. ….what would anyone say if this was the outcome….the dog chased the squirrel and then caught it.. The dog shook the squirrel violently killing it. It was possibly a mother squirrel
    but no one will ever know if that could have been true. The dog does not drop dead on the spot. A squirrel went through a horrific death. The man still has to take his dog to the vet
    to be put down since his “plan” did not pan out with the dogs death. This is not a”beautiful story”. Nothing can justify, as this cruel, unsporting man did, the violent death of a squirrel, hoping to “kill two birds with one stone”. As to the matter of the dog finally getting to do the thing he wanted to do – which was to get them varmints for once and for all. I believe that it satisfied Mr. Bev the owner of the dog who did not want the direct experience of being the one to tell the doctor to put his dog to sleep. Mr. Bev
    is not obviously aware that such a heart attack death can be physically excruciatingly
    painful as I have watched my large old dog die like this and two family member and one cat die like this. To put a dog to sleep, first requires a tranquilizer then the injection that
    stops the heart. It is a gentle way to go. And if Mr. Bev Quain had held his dog lovingly
    in this direct experience it would have been a good thing to have occurred so. Mr. Bev knew to release the dog on the squirrel in a wild chase would most likely have killed his dog. Were his motives sterling ? I think not. Did Mr. Bev want not want to undergo his
    own pain by this moral fraud ? He does not know if his dog died in pain. One can even take it a step further to say suppose after releasing his dog on the squirrels and lets say
    fatally maiming one squirrel, which had to be put down by a Wildlife Officer and then to
    find out that his dog did not die but was put in a painful, non recoverable condition and
    could not breathe and was advised by the vet to have his dog put down ?
    This message is to Jan, Anonymous and Ace and To Mr. Bev Quain. I invite your responses to my e mail address.
    I am a retired Wildlife Rehabber and a retired Zookeeper with the Bronx Conservation
    Society – Bronx Zoo.


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