I had a moment watching this one! I could feel myself reviving in front of the hearth in the ancient hospice with the monks and St Bernards looking on, while a storm raged outside.
I've long said that humans can learn a lot from dogs especially in areas of humility and loyalty among others. What other animal likes to hang around humans, much less seek to please humans??
I have never been lied to by a dog, I've never been betrayed by a dog. All I had to do was accept them for who they are and they never disappointed me. May we be like the "Best of Dogs!"
My first dog as a kid was a St. Bernard. He was the best companion a ranch kid could have had for 13 & 1/2 years. Lost him just after graduating high school. He still rests under an oak on the south fence of the north 20 acres. He’s a big part of why I am a veterinarian now. God bless the St. Bernard, especially Hondo.
Hondo must have been one of the bestest boys. He’s waiting for you in the other side, chasing squirrels and carrying sticks in doggy heaven. Can’t wait till I get to see my beloved “Beag” one day. I hope he’s as excited to see me as I him.
Bless you! There's a purity of heart that the Saint Bernard is a testament to. Being a veterinarian is a noble vocation indeed. I enjoyed a few years in my youth, successful, and decided to dump it all, and became a firefighter. No, not for the glory and admiration, but in the service of those in need. Eventually made captain, and had the added task of protecting my crew. Alas, the complexities of business I tried to eschew... Today I'm a grandpa, a little wizened, aches and pains from years climbing hills...but I have a faithful Saint Bernard at my side.
Just to be fair, my cat is a very good girl who shows her affection in her cattish way. She especially likes to tuck up against me for a nap, or gently batting my hand for petting, and even sometimes sleeping stomach up, the ultimate sign of catly trust.
@@eliscanfield3913 Had a cat with a traumatic past when I was growing up. It took years for her to be okay with being in the living room around the family, but only if everyone was calm and quiet. Couldn't bring herself to hang with humans until she was much older, and was still nervous. But if I or one of my siblings was at home sick in bed, she would come see why I was home, go do her rounds, then come back and stay all day with me, usually curled at my feet or behind my knees. She only left for a few minutes at a time, and would keep her watch until everyone else came home from school and work.
Growing up, we were a cat family. We always had cats, never dogs. My dad said they were too much work. We loved our cats and that was fine. I got my first dog when I was 50, quite by accident, she was foisted upon me. It staggered me, the depth of pure love that poured out of that little soul. We truly don't deserve them.
I found two kittens once. Tried to give them away. One was finally given to the neighbors. The two little tried to yank her out of the cage the moment they got her. She bit the hell outta those girls and they returned her that day. I call her Squeak, the one who protested, she jealously guards her place on my lap.
@@russetwolf13 This is why I recommend cats as a pet for children. They demand respect, our granddchild got bitten and scratched when she insisted on pestering the otherwise good charactered cat we have. We also have dogs and they are amazing though I doubt any would dig me out of the snow. (Living in Thailand).
@@theoutlook55 Both cats and dogs are awesome, but in different ways. I have had both, and I would like to think that they have made me a better person for it.
There's a recent contender for the title of best dog ever. Odin, in Sonoma California. He's a great Pyrenees who was basically used as the protector for a small herd of goats on a small animal farm. When a giant fire came through and his owners were packing up to evacuate, they simply could not take the goats in time and tried to get the dog to leave with them. He would not leave his goat buddies. They had no choice but to drive away. When they returned with literally the entire property burned to a crisp, they found that dog very slightly worse for wear but mainly okay, eight goats and even better condition and somehow the dog had also rescued two young deer and added them to the pack. We still have no idea exactly how he heard it and protected those goats and a couple of stray deer. We have no idea. But he did it. This wasn't long ago and he's likely still alive. His injuries were very minor.
sadly he died not too long ago. Tubbs fire, yes? www.abc10.com/article/features/hero-dog-protected-goats-tubbs-fire-dies-rescue-gift-of-a-lifetime/103-17a4b66f-5d48-481e-af01-24f888c8b7b6
The World of Disney broadcast Barry of the Great St. Bernard in 1977, I promptly went in search and purchased a St. Bernard pup, I picked the runt of the litter and I named him Barry. Barry weighed 159 lbs on his 1st birthday but in the almost 12 years that he was with us I don't believe he ever weighed more than 180, we kept him in great shape. Our daughter learned to walk by holding on to him, he was so gentle around us but very protective of our family. Although a "dry mouth" and long hair we shaved him twice a year which he then looked and felt so much better. Thank you for recognizing Barry, he truly is famous and will always be remembered in our house.
"...one who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the virtues of Man without his Vices." -Lord Byron, "Epitaph to a Dog"
@@korbell1089 " if you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man". Also, " Heaven goes by favor; if it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in". Mark Twain, who owned a St. Bernard.
Every dog I've had has been a waif , stray or throwout. A lot of work , but the love honesty and loyalty they return to you is worth every moment. you want a dog you can trust your life to? find a rescue and work with them.
My dog is 14 and I know he can't go on forever. We go on three walks a day together in a sparsely populated area and it never fails if a car or truck approaches he steps in front of me and let's out a bark as if to say "B e careful you could get hurt...." Man's best friend indeed.
I knew a golden retriever pup that hadn't ever been taught to walk only on the left so she was between whoever was walking her and the cars going by. She just insisted on doing it. You could try to put her on the other side of you but she'd switch sides as soon as she thought she could. Adamantly putting her body between her human and danger.
I am amazed at the wealth of comments about dogs! I,also, must say that I agree with just about all of them. I myself am a dog lover and a cat hater, though I have never owned either (due to allergies). Love the poetry this noble beast has inspired. LMK
I never thought about "owning" any animal and considered a dog or cat as financially imprudent, however, things changed when my sister's Bull Terrier bit her partner and she had to re-home him. I ended up taking the dog "for my sister's sake," as she had raised the dog from a pup. While my first thoughts/feelings were me as care-taker for my sister's dog, I soon found myself also having feelings of attachment to this clown dog (my nick name), as he seems so full of exuberance and loves spinning in circles, when he gets really excited. As it turns out, he actually did save my life, by merely being there after my wife of 30+ years passed from cancer. Malcolm (who just turned eight) is truly my best friend.
I've had many dogs some good and some not so good but I never regretted a penny spent on any of them. I'm very sorry for your loss yet happy for your new found friendship.
Their once was a dog name of Barry Round his neck a small keg with some sherry Through snow sleet and hail He would just wag his tail On his back a lost child he would carry
K-9's. Who's fleet of feet and service to duty, hoping only for a pat on the head, earns them that place, reserved in our heart; as that of man's best friend.
@@Sel-Shackfield I understand loyalty and love dogs. However, they can be used for purposes by people that are disagreeable to me. The K9 is just doing what his handler asks of him. We may disagree on the tasks that are commanded to do but we can agree on respecting the dog.
"Therefore to this dog will I, Tenderly, not scornfully, render praise and favor. With my hand upon his head, Is my Benediction said, Therefore and forever" - Elizabeth Barrett Browning
They never really leave, you know. Their spirits hang around looking after you from the other side, and when you finally take off your earthsuit they're there waiting so you can journey on together. I have many cats, many horses, and one dog who will never be surpassed by any other, he set the bar so high.
Wow HG, that story put a lump in my throat. There are many stories of Dogs helping us like Barry did. Dobermans were used quite a bit in the South Pacific and saved many a soldier during battle. All heroic indeed....
Best dog I ever had was a St Bernard. He passed three years ago from cancer at the age of six. I don’t think I’ve ever cried harder in all my life. We don’t deserve these four legged angels.
We lost the first of our two Saints, the only dog we ever bought, to cancer and heart disease. She was a gentle, maternal dog, a protector of babies and children, friend to all creatures great and small, and adoptive mother to a rescued Rottie/Dobie/GSD puppy (she raised him well). Unfortunately, she had bad hips almost from day one and wasn't very active. Our second Saint, a rescue, was high energy, great with people, not so good with other dogs, and extremely athletic ---- she could easily jump over a huge couch! She made it to 10 & 1/2 before her hips gave out. The Shepherd mix is still my favorite ---- 105 pounds, smart and sensitive ---- he got Lyme at 6 but made it to 13 before his hips went. Right now we have an Anatolian Shepherd, 120 lbs, and a Cairn Terrier, 25 pounds, both rescues.
Truly it is said, "Man's best friend." When I was a child, we always had stray dogs to adopt us, usually after they got pregnant. Nothing like having a bunch of puppies climbing over you while you sit on the floor and let them maul you with their kisses.
With wolves and wild dogs, the pups lick the adult's mouths to stimulate them to regurgitate food. So, remember... When a puppy licks your face, they're really trying to make you puke. :)
LOL well I thought it was a little over the top even for him.... but for this one topic I won't really mind. All those "good boi's" we've known and loved deserve an outpouring like that :)
Yes and no. It hastens cooling by increasing peripheral circulation, but that can save extremities from frostbite. And it is very efficient fuel. There is the strange case of the baker aboard the Titanic who fortified himself with a great deal of alcohol in the time before the sinking and was able to last in the freezing water clinging to collapsible D for an amazing amount of time. I would say it depends on the situation and how quickly rescue is at hand.
@@erynlasgalen1949 I have heard of people who survived freezing because their blood alcohol level was so high it acted as an anti-freeze. But that might just be an urban myth.
My St Bernard is the most gentle, protective & loving fella I've ever known 🥰 THANK YOU for highlighting this magnificent breed & YOU sir will always be remembered 💙💛💙💛
This is a rare day for me. Very rare. In fact, in 59 years this is the first inspiring story with my first name that i can recall. Thanks. i needed this
We had to put down our German Shepherd one week ago due to cancer of the spleen. This has been a very long and difficult week indeed. The house feels empty without our dog.
Yes, I feel your grief. The way I handle it is to find another animal in need of rescue and a better life to serve as a living memorial to the friend I lost. It can help to fill the void and make a negative event into a positive -- this animal is alive because my friend is gone. Of course, the decent period of mourning will vary. As a result, though, I have two horses and ten cats. I don't even bother visiting rescues and shelters anymore because when we lose one I know the Universe is sending another along soon. Well, the horses (both elderly rescues) I had to go looking for, but the cats always show up one way or the other. I hope your heart heals.
rick pen In the book Cujo was a great dog. Steven King spends quite some time describing Cujo's gentleness and loyalty. It was the rabies that caused him to turn viscous. So nothing that happened was Cujo's fault. I think his owner is the true villain because, as is mentioned in the book, he neglected to get Cujo vaccinated.
The dogs may have moved on from the hospice, but their legacy lives on in other breeds. Just last week, I saw rescue dogs moving through the rubble in Miami. It is absolutely true that man's best friend is his dog.
I had a Leonberger, the absolute love of my life, they are part St Bernard, part Newfoundland, part Pyrenees. Mine also had a touch of German shepherd. That should bè recognized as a new breed, all the agility of a German shepherd and the best of a Leonberge'rs kindness that dates back to his ancestors.
My father told me he read the story of Barry the rescue dog, when I was about to be born. He decided to name me Barry after this famous dog. I’m proud to named after this dog.
Remember “Neil”, Marion & George’s” St. Bernard Ghost in John Loveton’s Topper (Leo G Carrol) tv series. That is History which deserves to be remembered. You have come a long way, Mr. Guy!
I do not know how Neil was presented in the books, but in the TV series of the fifties, Neil was a bit of a lush. The closest I came reading one of the books was, I think, "Topper Takes a Trip". I did not make the connection until years later. Editor to correct the book title.
Rule of thumb, the larger the dog the shorter th lifespan, sadly. I find it amazing that human brings have partnered with another species who will die for us.
Yeah. Great Danes-I know a guy that likes them a lot. Unfortunately, this means he's had several over the years. Seven or eight years is supposed to be about as long as they have.
At the line where snow and trees meet on Mt Hood sits Timberline Lodge. They keep two St Bernards there at all times, Heidi and Bruno, the canine guest services managers. Guests love the dogs and constantly take pictures with them, so much that the staff politely rescue the dogs a few times during the day for a few moments of relaxation. One of the dogs is always a senior, the other a junior, and every few years the senior is retired and a replacement of the same name appears in younger form. This has been going on for at least 60 years that I can remember and possibly longer since the lodge was built in 1936 and record from demolition around 1955.
I so appreciate your video today as my family and I lament the loss of our own "best of dogs", Maximus, who passed this morning from a stroke. We'll remember you always old friend.
My family raised St Bernard's when i was a teen. We had 2-6 adults and puppies in the spring at any given time. Fabulous family dogs and great with kids. I still remember riding our biggest male, Zen, like a pony. He was 220lbs and over 7ft on his hind legs. He would pull me across the local lake of i held his tail. A neighbor kid pretended to punch me and Zen chased him home a block away. No one will ever rob your house if it looks like a bear is sleeping on your livingroom floor.
I have heard of “Barry, the best of Dogs”, many times from my mother. So, our first dog was a saint. In fact, the first seven of our dogs were saints. Most were rescued, as many people don’t realize the work, however joy there is to raising saints. The last of our dogs was a beautiful Pyrenees who was also a rescue, having been severely mistreated. Today, I still miss them all.
I had a short haired Bernie when I was a teenager. He was huge and never listened to anyone in my family but me. Then my folks got divorced and before we moved to Florida we had to find him a new home. He was a wonderful dog and companion.
"He saved forty people and was killed by the forty first." I instantly choked up on that, even after you said it was false. No matter: it's a poetic and apt description of humanity.
Where I live there was a famous dog by the name of "Orion". There was a massive landslide back in 1999 that buried most of the town, together with many people, and this fella, without anyone telling him to do so or any training for that matter, just started pulling survivors out of the ground and helping the rescue crews. He was widely recognised as a hero afterwards, given a medal, and lived a peaceful life until he passed ten years later.
The more I learn about people, the more I like my dogs. (A Black and Tan coon hound mix and a Basset hound mix, both rescues). There are no better stories than those about pirates . . . . and dogs.
I have a stuffed St. Bernard (named Bernie) I've had since I was born. He's always been one of my most prized possessions, and now I have an even greater appreciation for him and his flesh-and-blood brethren.
My neighbor when I was a kid had 2 St. Bernard dogs. They loved to chase us on our bikes. Their house was on top of a hill. So you would be going slow passing by. They wouldn't growl or be mean, just had fun chasing us. 100 feet and they were done. Lol
We had a Newfoundland when I was a kid, she was very protective of women, and consequently my Mother and Aunt would walk a mineapolis area park at night with no fear whatsoever. She didn't live very long but she did a good job. We use to give her a beer on her birthday and she'd fall asleep rubbing her nose because it tingled. I miss BB (big bertha) she hated cats squirrels and mailmen. Of course the mailman got wise and started carrying treats, then she loved him. She was a good fur covered behemoth. She died under my grandparents kitchen table, we new she was dead because she didn't wake up when we put scraps in front of her nose. Burried her in the field across from the barn.
My roommate's son has a St Bernard/Mastiff mix. He's an awesome and lovable guy. He also has a Great Pyrenees mix female, a Yorkie/Chihuahua female and Pomeranian/Chihuahua mix female...
We had a Saint when I was growing up in the early 1970s. Daisy was a 100 lb female. My Dad made a harness for her out of our Falcon's car seatbelts (it was '73, don't judge) and she would pull a toboggan sled for the neighbor kids. One neighbor had a Shetland pony, Prince who pulled a tiny sled. Everyone knew, if we had a BIG snow, Daisy & Prince would be giving all the kids sleigh rides, up and down the road. She was such a gentle giant, and I have many Saint-stories of her from my childhood. Great breed, though they sort of lumbering now. Daisy was tall and lean, for her 100lbs.
To be strong enough to trudge through snow, up a mountain and with another person on your back!! I bet no one messed with these monks! How brave/crazy must those brigands have been??? :D
I think I've been a victim of the RUclips algorithm as THG just wasn't appearing in my feed and I kinda forgot about it. 😔 Having a binge catch up session. THG deserves to be remembered!
Ir has to do with the shape of the inside of their mouth and jowls - about a 50/50 chance of dry mouth/ wet mouth. I've had two Saints - one drooled, one didn't. Miss them both.
One of the best prayers is: "Lord, help me today to be the kind of person my dog thinks I am."
Amen brother!
Seriously bought tears to me. They profoundly adore us.
Best prayer I’ve ever read or heard.
We know the kind of persons our owners are.
We just don't tell 😇
“How much better the world would be if all we humans sought to do as much good as the best of dogs.” - THG
A particularly excellent episode, & a statement I wish we all lived by
I had a moment watching this one! I could feel myself reviving in front of the hearth in the ancient hospice with the monks and St Bernards looking on, while a storm raged outside.
I've long said that humans can learn a lot from dogs especially in areas of humility and loyalty among others. What other animal likes to hang around humans, much less seek to please humans??
I have never been lied to by a dog, I've never been betrayed by a dog. All I had to do was accept them for who they are and they never disappointed me. May we be like the "Best of Dogs!"
Truly would be a better place.
My first dog as a kid was a St. Bernard. He was the best companion a ranch kid could have had for 13 & 1/2 years. Lost him just after graduating high school. He still rests under an oak on the south fence of the north 20 acres. He’s a big part of why I am a veterinarian now. God bless the St. Bernard, especially Hondo.
Hondo must have been one of the bestest boys. He’s waiting for you in the other side, chasing squirrels and carrying sticks in doggy heaven. Can’t wait till I get to see my beloved “Beag” one day. I hope he’s as excited to see me as I him.
@@agentmueller "Squirrels are God's furry tennis balls as far as dogs are concerned!"
@@agentmueller Dog Heaven, also known as Cat Hell, lol.
@@agentmueller mark twain said if dogs don't go to heaven I want to go where they go. No better creation than dogs!
Bless you! There's a purity of heart that the Saint Bernard is a testament to.
Being a veterinarian is a noble vocation indeed.
I enjoyed a few years in my youth, successful, and decided to dump it all, and became a firefighter. No, not for the glory and admiration, but in the service of those in need. Eventually made captain, and had the added task of protecting my crew. Alas, the complexities of business I tried to eschew...
Today I'm a grandpa, a little wizened, aches and pains from years climbing hills...but I have a faithful Saint Bernard at my side.
You know a doggy is a very good boi when you know about him 200 years after he died.
Just to be fair, my cat is a very good girl who shows her affection in her cattish way. She especially likes to tuck up against me for a nap, or gently batting my hand for petting, and even sometimes sleeping stomach up, the ultimate sign of catly trust.
The goodest boi!
@@eliscanfield3913 Had a cat with a traumatic past when I was growing up. It took years for her to be okay with being in the living room around the family, but only if everyone was calm and quiet. Couldn't bring herself to hang with humans until she was much older, and was still nervous. But if I or one of my siblings was at home sick in bed, she would come see why I was home, go do her rounds, then come back and stay all day with me, usually curled at my feet or behind my knees. She only left for a few minutes at a time, and would keep her watch until everyone else came home from school and work.
@@Tashishi0 That's so sweet; I'm glad she had you guys in the end.
@@eliscanfield3913 So am I. Glad yours has you, too
Growing up, we were a cat family. We always had cats, never dogs. My dad said they were too much work. We loved our cats and that was fine. I got my first dog when I was 50, quite by accident, she was foisted upon me. It staggered me, the depth of pure love that poured out of that little soul. We truly don't deserve them.
She was lost and afraid, you took her in. hard work isn't it? But so worth it.
I found two kittens once. Tried to give them away. One was finally given to the neighbors. The two little tried to yank her out of the cage the moment they got her.
She bit the hell outta those girls and they returned her that day. I call her Squeak, the one who protested, she jealously guards her place on my lap.
@@russetwolf13 This is why I recommend cats as a pet for children. They demand respect, our granddchild got bitten and scratched when she insisted on pestering the otherwise good charactered cat we have.
We also have dogs and they are amazing though I doubt any would dig me out of the snow. (Living in Thailand).
So you're saying you now prefer dogs over cats? Just curious.
@@theoutlook55 Both cats and dogs are awesome, but in different ways. I have had both, and I would like to think that they have made me a better person for it.
There's a recent contender for the title of best dog ever. Odin, in Sonoma California. He's a great Pyrenees who was basically used as the protector for a small herd of goats on a small animal farm. When a giant fire came through and his owners were packing up to evacuate, they simply could not take the goats in time and tried to get the dog to leave with them. He would not leave his goat buddies. They had no choice but to drive away.
When they returned with literally the entire property burned to a crisp, they found that dog very slightly worse for wear but mainly okay, eight goats and even better condition and somehow the dog had also rescued two young deer and added them to the pack. We still have no idea exactly how he heard it and protected those goats and a couple of stray deer. We have no idea. But he did it.
This wasn't long ago and he's likely still alive. His injuries were very minor.
sadly he died not too long ago. Tubbs fire, yes?
www.abc10.com/article/features/hero-dog-protected-goats-tubbs-fire-dies-rescue-gift-of-a-lifetime/103-17a4b66f-5d48-481e-af01-24f888c8b7b6
@@Shinzon23 I'm very sorry to hear Odin passed. He'll always be a legend. Scooping up the random deer was just next level.
"Having a dog will bless you with some of the best days of your life, and also one of the worst"
The good days are well worth the price of the worst
This is the comment that got me. I lost my best friend 2 months shy of 18.
So very true.
@@Tashishi0 absolutely
@@mattwilliams3456 I'm sorry for your loss 💔
The World of Disney broadcast Barry of the Great St. Bernard in 1977, I promptly went in search and purchased a St. Bernard pup, I picked the runt of the litter and I named him Barry. Barry weighed 159 lbs on his 1st birthday but in the almost 12 years that he was with us I don't believe he ever weighed more than 180, we kept him in great shape. Our daughter learned to walk by holding on to him, he was so gentle around us but very protective of our family. Although a "dry mouth" and long hair we shaved him twice a year which he then looked and felt so much better. Thank you for recognizing Barry, he truly is famous and will always be remembered in our house.
Imagine being lost in rugged mountains and being found by a dog who knows how to get to shelter.
My St. Bernard still has the rescuing people instinct. He loves to sit on you and lick your hands. And, God help you if you lay on the ground. Lol
Yup, I've had two female Saints. They have a strong maternal instinct and were wonderfull with children, and with other rescued puppies.
"...one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices."
-Lord Byron, "Epitaph to a Dog"
“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” ~Will Rogers
@@korbell1089 " if you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man". Also, " Heaven goes by favor; if it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in". Mark Twain, who owned a St. Bernard.
My favorite 💙💛💚
Every dog I've had has been a waif , stray or throwout. A lot of work , but the love honesty and loyalty they return to you is worth every moment. you want a dog you can trust your life to? find a rescue and work with them.
thats written on a roman grave for a dog, lord byron done plagiarized
The best stories are the ones that you don't realize are effecting you until you feel something run down your cheek.
You have come to the right place.
Yup, happy little tear :)
Not going to lie, I shed a tear as well.
My dog is 14 and I know he can't go on forever. We go on three walks a day together in a sparsely populated area and it never fails if a car or truck approaches he steps in front of me and let's out a bark as if to say "B e careful you could get hurt...." Man's best friend indeed.
I knew a golden retriever pup that hadn't ever been taught to walk only on the left so she was between whoever was walking her and the cars going by. She just insisted on doing it. You could try to put her on the other side of you but she'd switch sides as soon as she thought she could. Adamantly putting her body between her human and danger.
I am amazed at the wealth of comments about dogs! I,also, must say that I agree with just about all of them. I myself am a dog lover and a cat hater, though I have never owned either (due to allergies). Love the poetry this noble beast has inspired. LMK
Find him some Gentle Giants dog food. I've started feeding it to my boy a few years ago. Really brought him back to life.
I never thought about "owning" any animal and considered a dog or cat as financially imprudent, however, things changed when my sister's Bull Terrier bit her partner and she had to re-home him. I ended up taking the dog "for my sister's sake," as she had raised the dog from a pup. While my first thoughts/feelings were me as care-taker for my sister's dog, I soon found myself also having feelings of attachment to this clown dog (my nick name), as he seems so full of exuberance and loves spinning in circles, when he gets really excited. As it turns out, he actually did save my life, by merely being there after my wife of 30+ years passed from cancer. Malcolm (who just turned eight) is truly my best friend.
I've had many dogs some good and some not so good but I never regretted a penny spent on any of them. I'm very sorry for your loss yet happy for your new found friendship.
God bless you brother better find yourself another one before he gets too old
Their once was a dog name of Barry
Round his neck a small keg with some sherry
Through snow sleet and hail
He would just wag his tail
On his back a lost child he would carry
Well done!!!!!
I'M LIKING YOUR LIMERICK VERY
YES THE ONE YOU HAD WRITTEN OF BARRY
BERNARD WHO WOULD SAVE
FROM A COLD SNOWY GRAVE
AND CARRY TO HIS MONASTERY
K-9's. Who's fleet of feet and service to duty, hoping only for a pat on the head, earns them that place, reserved in our heart; as that of man's best friend.
K-9's are used as attack dogs as well for law enforcement. Not exactly an endearing job or sight to behold working for that "pat on the head".
@@olliefoxx7165 I think the idea of loyalty escapes you. That is all.
@@Sel-Shackfield I understand loyalty and love dogs. However, they can be used for purposes by people that are disagreeable to me. The K9 is just doing what his handler asks of him. We may disagree on the tasks that are commanded to do but we can agree on respecting the dog.
"Therefore to this dog will I, Tenderly, not scornfully, render praise and favor. With my hand upon his head, Is my Benediction said, Therefore and forever" - Elizabeth Barrett Browning
"The more I get to know people, the more I love my dog."
Atributed to Mark Twain
Just lost my best friend of 16 yrs. He was the bestest boy!
They never really leave, you know. Their spirits hang around looking after you from the other side, and when you finally take off your earthsuit they're there waiting so you can journey on together. I have many cats, many horses, and one dog who will never be surpassed by any other, he set the bar so high.
I'm sorry for your loss James,but you'll see him again someday.
Imagine being such a good boy that people half a world away still wear your likeness on a patch to remind them what heroism is.
Wow HG, that story put a lump in my throat. There are many stories of Dogs helping us like Barry did. Dobermans were used quite a bit in the South Pacific and saved many a soldier during battle. All heroic indeed....
Best dog I ever had was a St Bernard. He passed three years ago from cancer at the age of six. I don’t think I’ve ever cried harder in all my life. We don’t deserve these four legged angels.
We lost the first of our two Saints, the only dog we ever bought, to cancer and heart disease. She was a gentle, maternal dog, a protector of babies and children, friend to all creatures great and small, and adoptive mother to a rescued Rottie/Dobie/GSD puppy (she raised him well). Unfortunately, she had bad hips almost from day one and wasn't very active. Our second Saint, a rescue, was high energy, great with people, not so good with other dogs, and extremely athletic ---- she could easily jump over a huge couch! She made it to 10 & 1/2 before her hips gave out. The Shepherd mix is still my favorite ---- 105 pounds, smart and sensitive ---- he got Lyme at 6 but made it to 13 before his hips went. Right now we have an Anatolian Shepherd, 120 lbs, and a Cairn Terrier, 25 pounds, both rescues.
I love dogs so very very much, they are so selfless
much better than people
Truly it is said, "Man's best friend." When I was a child, we always had stray dogs to adopt us, usually after they got pregnant. Nothing like having a bunch of puppies climbing over you while you sit on the floor and let them maul you with their kisses.
With wolves and wild dogs, the pups lick the adult's mouths to stimulate them to regurgitate food.
So, remember... When a puppy licks your face, they're really trying to make you puke. :)
@@silentotto5099 I could have gone all day...or even longer...without being told that.
What a great way to end the story!
Who in the world are the people who don't like this story, especially since HG did such a wonderful job telling it?
12:40 I wish my father had enough wisdom to pass those wise words onto his kids, but at least I do. Thanks THG...5-star as always!
Lord, please make me more like the man my dog thinks I am.
My parents raised St. Bernard's! They are the best! Thank you for sharing some things I never knew about them. What a history!
Damnit Lance, your narration at the end was super touching. Another great history lesson, thank you.
LOL well I thought it was a little over the top even for him.... but for this one topic I won't really mind. All those "good boi's" we've known and loved deserve an outpouring like that :)
I'm a grown-ass man! Why are there tears streaming down my face like a child?
Because you ARE a man.
I seek to emulate the actions of Barry in my daily life. I don't know why people are so resistant to me licking their faces? ☹
Too forward in a covid world. Start with their hands and work up
Did you bring liquor?
@@Rattus-Norvegicus Oh, "liquor"; not "lick her". That explains my mistake! 😁
Y'all killin it!🤣🤣🤣🤣
Here, have a big bite of this algorithm.
How you make it through some of these without tearing up, I couldn't do it.
St. Bernard have this natural tendency to want to sniff, dig, and find things under the snow. It's crazy how much they want and like to do this.
They also like to dig In the dirt. Like a living roto tiller. Ask me how I know. Haha love my St. Bernard
Thanks for keeping great stories like this alive!
Turns out alcohol is exactly what you shouldn't have if you are showing signs of hypothermia
Exactly. My thought too. But they didnt know that then. They just knew that good alcohol feels warm in your throat going down.
Yes and no. It hastens cooling by increasing peripheral circulation, but that can save extremities from frostbite. And it is very efficient fuel. There is the strange case of the baker aboard the Titanic who fortified himself with a great deal of alcohol in the time before the sinking and was able to last in the freezing water clinging to collapsible D for an amazing amount of time. I would say it depends on the situation and how quickly rescue is at hand.
You're right,but most people still think that drinking alcohol warms you up.
@@erynlasgalen1949 I have heard of people who survived freezing because their blood alcohol level was so high it acted as an anti-freeze. But that might just be an urban myth.
@@billd.iniowa2263 Sounds like something that alcoholics want everyone else to believe.
My St Bernard is the most gentle, protective & loving fella I've ever known 🥰 THANK YOU for highlighting this magnificent breed & YOU sir will always be remembered 💙💛💙💛
Just last year lost my curr dog. After 17 years of true friendship. That dog loved me and loved people I love him I miss him everyday.
I'm sorry to hear about your loss,but you'll see him again someday.
This is a rare day for me. Very rare. In fact, in 59 years this is the first inspiring story with my first name that i can recall.
Thanks. i needed this
We had to put down our German Shepherd one week ago due to cancer of the spleen. This has been a very long and difficult week indeed. The house feels empty without our dog.
So sorry for your loss.
@@movieloverfan18 - Thanks very much. I appreciate your kind message.
So very sorry you lost your precious friend. The dog I’ve loved most on this Earth, was a German Shepherd. He has been gone nearly 40 years.❤️
Yes, I feel your grief. The way I handle it is to find another animal in need of rescue and a better life to serve as a living memorial to the friend I lost. It can help to fill the void and make a negative event into a positive -- this animal is alive because my friend is gone. Of course, the decent period of mourning will vary. As a result, though, I have two horses and ten cats. I don't even bother visiting rescues and shelters anymore because when we lose one I know the Universe is sending another along soon. Well, the horses (both elderly rescues) I had to go looking for, but the cats always show up one way or the other.
I hope your heart heals.
We had a St.Bernard. A great lovable beast. I could never take Steven King's book Cujo seriously.
rick pen In the book Cujo was a great dog. Steven King spends quite some time describing Cujo's gentleness and loyalty. It was the rabies that caused him to turn viscous. So nothing that happened was Cujo's fault. I think his owner is the true villain because, as is mentioned in the book, he neglected to get Cujo vaccinated.
When I was a kid the neighbors had a St. Bernard. It was nice while they were around. When they walked away the dog would growl at me.
I have to say that the best dog I've ever known was a St Bernard. He was my dad's partner as a security guard and he lived with us.
The dogs may have moved on from the hospice, but their legacy lives on in other breeds. Just last week, I saw rescue dogs moving through the rubble in Miami. It is absolutely true that man's best friend is his dog.
I had not considered that but you are right.
i grew up with a st bernard, Sophie, 140 or so, she was a sweetheart! a boys best friend!lots of adventures!
I had a Leonberger, the absolute love of my life, they are part St Bernard, part Newfoundland, part Pyrenees. Mine also had a touch of German shepherd. That should bè recognized as a new breed, all the agility of a German shepherd and the best of a Leonberge'rs kindness that dates back to his ancestors.
They are great dogs also. I live down the road from a breeder of leonbergers in Michigan.
Barry seems like a very good dog , thank you for sharing his memory with me.
I had a picture book as a child about Barry. It makes me so happy to hear his story told here all these years later.
Hes everything but forgotten here in Switzerland :)
I am fortunate to say that I have visited the St Bernard’s pass and the kennels.
My father told me he read the story of Barry the rescue dog, when I was about to be born. He decided to name me Barry after this famous dog. I’m proud to named after this dog.
You and Indiana Jones.
Remember “Neil”, Marion & George’s” St. Bernard Ghost in John Loveton’s Topper (Leo G Carrol) tv series. That is History which deserves to be remembered. You have come a long way, Mr. Guy!
I do not know how Neil was presented in the books, but in the TV series of the fifties, Neil was a bit of a lush.
The closest I came reading one of the books was, I think, "Topper Takes a Trip". I did not make the connection until years later.
Editor to correct the book title.
Thank you for the wonderful service you have given to the world.
May you be blessed as you have blessed so many
This one pulls at the heart strings. 🐕
Berry was the goodest of boys, may he have never ending pets and treats in his rest
I wish one of these dogs would have shown up last winter, when I hit a pothole and got a flat. I needed the medicine carried around their necks.
If they had opposing thumbs they probably would have changed it for you
@@philmenzies2477 😆 lol 😆 hilarious.
@@philmenzies2477 Cross a St. Bernard with a chimpanzee...
Rule of thumb, the larger the dog the shorter th lifespan, sadly. I find it amazing that human brings have partnered with another species who will die for us.
Yeah. Great Danes-I know a guy that likes them a lot. Unfortunately, this means he's had several over the years. Seven or eight years is supposed to be about as long as they have.
At the line where snow and trees meet on Mt Hood sits Timberline Lodge. They keep two St Bernards there at all times, Heidi and Bruno, the canine guest services managers.
Guests love the dogs and constantly take pictures with them, so much that the staff politely rescue the dogs a few times during the day for a few moments of relaxation.
One of the dogs is always a senior, the other a junior, and every few years the senior is retired and a replacement of the same name appears in younger form. This has been going on for at least 60 years that I can remember and possibly longer since the lodge was built in 1936 and record from demolition around 1955.
Dogs are so good buddies, they will be the first animals that will actually speak with us at some point.
NICE STORY THANK YOU GREAT TOO HEAR SO MUCH APPRECIATED.
I so appreciate your video today as my family and I lament the loss of our own "best of dogs", Maximus, who passed this morning from a stroke. We'll remember you always old friend.
I so miss my st. Bernard he was my best friend!
Dude you need to get presenting some TV documentaries and stuff as well as this. You're fantastic
I'm not crying...your're crying!
I’d be more inclined to cry at the barbed collar around the dogs neck
Dog history is so cool, they've been our friends for THOUSANDS of years, our history is theirs as well.
My family raised St Bernard's when i was a teen. We had 2-6 adults and puppies in the spring at any given time. Fabulous family dogs and great with kids. I still remember riding our biggest male, Zen, like a pony. He was 220lbs and over 7ft on his hind legs. He would pull me across the local lake of i held his tail. A neighbor kid pretended to punch me and Zen chased him home a block away. No one will ever rob your house if it looks like a bear is sleeping on your livingroom floor.
I have heard of “Barry, the best of Dogs”, many times from my mother. So, our first dog was a saint. In fact, the first seven of our dogs were saints. Most were rescued, as many people don’t realize the work, however joy there is to raising saints. The last of our dogs was a beautiful Pyrenees who was also a rescue, having been severely mistreated. Today, I still miss them all.
I had a short haired Bernie when I was a teenager. He was huge and never listened to anyone in my family but me. Then my folks got divorced and before we moved to Florida we had to find him a new home. He was a wonderful dog and companion.
Unconditional true companionship.
I love dogs.
They have more character than most people.
it would have been a privelage and an honor to know and love barry,
"He saved forty people and was killed by the forty first." I instantly choked up on that, even after you said it was false. No matter: it's a poetic and apt description of humanity.
Where I live there was a famous dog by the name of "Orion". There was a massive landslide back in 1999 that buried most of the town, together with many people, and this fella, without anyone telling him to do so or any training for that matter, just started pulling survivors out of the ground and helping the rescue crews. He was widely recognised as a hero afterwards, given a medal, and lived a peaceful life until he passed ten years later.
The more I learn about people, the more I like my dogs. (A Black and Tan coon hound mix and a Basset hound mix, both rescues).
There are no better stories than those about pirates . . . . and dogs.
Love a history guy dog episode. Your just nuisance episode nearly had me in tears.
I have a stuffed St. Bernard (named Bernie) I've had since I was born. He's always been one of my most prized possessions, and now I have an even greater appreciation for him and his flesh-and-blood brethren.
My neighbor when I was a kid had 2 St. Bernard dogs. They loved to chase us on our bikes. Their house was on top of a hill. So you would be going slow passing by. They wouldn't growl or be mean, just had fun chasing us. 100 feet and they were done. Lol
I teared up at the end of this episode.
THANK YOU for that magnificent history and tribute to Barry, the Best of Dogs!
We had a Newfoundland when I was a kid, she was very protective of women, and consequently my Mother and Aunt would walk a mineapolis area park at night with no fear whatsoever. She didn't live very long but she did a good job. We use to give her a beer on her birthday and she'd fall asleep rubbing her nose because it tingled. I miss BB (big bertha) she hated cats squirrels and mailmen. Of course the mailman got wise and started carrying treats, then she loved him. She was a good fur covered behemoth. She died under my grandparents kitchen table, we new she was dead because she didn't wake up when we put scraps in front of her nose. Burried her in the field across from the barn.
I always enjoy your videos, your elocution and flow is of a very high quality. Much appreciated.
I was there in the mid 90s. Beautiful. Dog lover’s paradise. 👍🏼👍🏼
I love animals and stories of animals doing good for themselves and humans as well. GOD bless us all.
Nothing better than that story👍🏼🇺🇸👍🏼🇺🇸
My roommate's son has a St Bernard/Mastiff mix. He's an awesome and lovable guy. He also has a Great Pyrenees mix female, a Yorkie/Chihuahua female and Pomeranian/Chihuahua mix female...
not many videos bring a tear to my eye. this is one of them.
Hi , just thank you for them . Bonjour , juste merci pour eux . Peace from France ; )
We had a Saint when I was growing up in the early 1970s. Daisy was a 100 lb female. My Dad made a harness for her out of our Falcon's car seatbelts (it was '73, don't judge) and she would pull a toboggan sled for the neighbor kids. One neighbor had a Shetland pony, Prince who pulled a tiny sled. Everyone knew, if we had a BIG snow, Daisy & Prince would be giving all the kids sleigh rides, up and down the road. She was such a gentle giant, and I have many Saint-stories of her from my childhood. Great breed, though they sort of lumbering now. Daisy was tall and lean, for her 100lbs.
To be strong enough to trudge through snow, up a mountain and with another person on your back!! I bet no one messed with these monks! How brave/crazy must those brigands have been??? :D
Also, how amoral? "Oh, these monks go out and rescue people from avalanches...let's attack them!" Like wtf bruh.
The History Guy…the best storyteller.
Great telling of the tale of the St. Bernard dog and what an excellent cloing of the story. Thank you.
Another great story, thank you
I think I've been a victim of the RUclips algorithm as THG just wasn't appearing in my feed and I kinda forgot about it. 😔
Having a binge catch up session. THG deserves to be remembered!
Thank you History Guy! Another great story among the many you do so well.
Can you imagine a Saint Barnard that doesn't drool 😉
Some Saint Bernard's, females in particular, droole very little. I had 2 Saints like that. They are known as "drymouth" Saint Bernards.
We’ve had five Saints. Two were puppies and three were rescues. Only one drooled a lot. I miss them all dearly.
@@davidmcconnell1686 , my rescued shepherd/rottie/dobie mix drooled far more than the Saints did.
Ir has to do with the shape of the inside of their mouth and jowls - about a 50/50 chance of dry mouth/ wet mouth.
I've had two Saints - one drooled, one didn't. Miss them both.
no
Just another reason why I love animals over people. Animals are true and genuine. Totally unbiased animals
Excellent story and message.
And thanks for the metric. Much appreciated. 😀
“The more i learn about people the better i like my dog” - Mark Twain. 😊👍
You have a pirate dog history event for us? After all all good stories have pirates!
No. Ninja cats.
Great video. I love this type of history. Cheers, BR
I particularly liked your last line as most interactions I have now are with selfish souls.
Dogs have their day on THG!
Thank you for unraveling the complex history of Barry...and regardless of their breed(s), they are wonderful animals!