It's Max, the wonderdog
First, he sneaked out of the yard. Then he showed up on the train tracks. Then he went under the moving train.
By Mac Daniel, Globe Staff
December 19, 2006
Robin Lennon knew her five-year-old pug, Max, was a curious dog with a touch of wanderlust; the dog had disappeared from her Walpole backyard before. But when he vanished on Friday, he was not found in any of the usual places. Not the Norwood dog pound, where he'd turned up the last time, and not the blocks around her house.
"My stomach was in knots," she said.
Lennon, 44, had such a bad feeling about what might have happened that she concealed the escape from her 16-year-old daughter, Liane, fearing how much it would upset her.
Max was indeed in danger. That morning, as a commuter rail train roared into Walpole station, engineer Kym Berry saw a small dog by the side of the tracks peering at the approaching train. To her horror, the dog leapt onto the tracks and sprinted in front of the train, as though to outrun it. Berry blew the horn and slammed on the emergency brake, to no avail.
"He never stopped running," she said. "We just went right over him."
More at: http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/articles/2006/12/19/its_max_the_wonderdog/
First, he sneaked out of the yard. Then he showed up on the train tracks. Then he went under the moving train.
By Mac Daniel, Globe Staff
December 19, 2006
Robin Lennon knew her five-year-old pug, Max, was a curious dog with a touch of wanderlust; the dog had disappeared from her Walpole backyard before. But when he vanished on Friday, he was not found in any of the usual places. Not the Norwood dog pound, where he'd turned up the last time, and not the blocks around her house.
"My stomach was in knots," she said.
Lennon, 44, had such a bad feeling about what might have happened that she concealed the escape from her 16-year-old daughter, Liane, fearing how much it would upset her.
Max was indeed in danger. That morning, as a commuter rail train roared into Walpole station, engineer Kym Berry saw a small dog by the side of the tracks peering at the approaching train. To her horror, the dog leapt onto the tracks and sprinted in front of the train, as though to outrun it. Berry blew the horn and slammed on the emergency brake, to no avail.
"He never stopped running," she said. "We just went right over him."
More at: http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/articles/2006/12/19/its_max_the_wonderdog/
