Has Anyone Else Had a Random Dog Just Start Running With Them?

We've had dogs start with us at the mile mark of a hilly loop back in college. Followed us right back to the van after a hard 8 miles... we felt so bad we ended up pouring some water in my hat for it to drink... Felt really bad when it tried to hop in the van with us back to campus...

Another out and back route that was notorious for animals...

First time we ran it there were rotweillers (sp?) that came charging from behind a house on the loop, sure enough, there they were waiting for us on the way back...

Same house a few weeks later a little toy dog came running out and ended up biting on of my teammates. We talked to a young (10 or 11 year old) kid to find out if the dog had his shots. Boy looked at us, said "Well, Pa doesn't like the dogs biting, so we'll probably shoot it." Heard the gunshots as we were stretching afterwards.

But the best had to be the llamas that were around the 4 mile mark. We ran an L route around their grazing area, and they'd always run with us, including the time we interrupted their mating...

A large doberman that lived a few blocks from my house joined us no fewer than 5 times on long runs 15-20 miles...and he would continuously chase critters etc. into the woods, returning to the trail ahead of us or behind us...always catching up...he would gently grab one of our hands when he wanted to pause for a drink at the lake, puddle etc.

I'm sure his owner wasn't happy when he returned and ate them out of house and home...same funny problem as a previous poster though....when we were on the streets, people would be frightened at the sight of this large doberman running down the road at them and would always yell "put your dog on a leash"... ..not my dog, but he doesn't bite anyway.

Ran a 5k road race in St. George. Just before the 1st mile marker we passed by a horse trotting behind a fence. The horse started running along the fence following the runners in the race. The horse jumped the end of the fence and started running in front of us. It got kinda confused and I lost track of it. I had a 5k race to run.

In hs, my team used to drive out to a less populated area to do a hilly, winding, wooded road run that was around 9 miles in length. It is a beautiful run especially in early fall right when the leaves are turning. There was an old farm at about the 1 mile mark that always had the same dog run along side us for the length of the property, about 400-600m. One afternoon, we were expecting the old beagle to come running our way, and out of nowhere comes a baby goat sprinting our way. We lost it, and could barely run watching the goat run toward us. Not only did it run to us, but ran out into the road and followed closely behind us for about a half mile. It was one of the funniest things I have even seen, watching this baby goat basically run an 800 all out running right behind us. Not sure if it made it's way back or not, because we never saw it again, just the same happy old beagle.

I just remembered a funny story... For summer after summer in the '80s, I used to spend much of July and August on Cape Breton Island in Nova Scotia, where I ran six miles every day on a beautiful dirt road by the seashore. And there was a big white dog who lived with his alcoholic-hermit owner in this shabby house on the edge of a cliff... And every time I ran by the dog would see me, leap to its feet and run at me as fast as he could -- until his chain ran out, at which moment he would be snapped around, ass first, then collapse in a heap on the ground. This went on every day in the summer for at least five years. The whole situation -- the drunk, the chained dog who could not learn a lesson -- was Beckettian.

Then one day the dog saw me, got up, ran as fast as he could -- and kept on running until he skidded to a halt just in front of where I was standing low to the ground, preparing myself... It was as if Wile E. Coyote had finally captured Road Runner. He didn't know what to do with me. I couldn't tell if he wanted to eat me alive or play fetch, he was so excited. I started shouting, and eventually this ancient decrepit drunk wobbled out of the house, cursing at the top of his lungs, to beat the dog with a newspaper and drag him back to his chain.

When I tell it, it's a big of a Shaggy Dog story, not to make a pun... But after years of the dog on the leash, it blew my mind at the time...............

I had a similar situation...after about a year, I started carrying a dog biscuit to throw to the dog..EVERY morning.

After a few days of this, the dog thought I was God...this went on for almost 2 years.

Then one day she wasn't there..never saw her again.

We had a dog pick up with us somewhere out in Texas or Oklahoma (don't remember exactly where) and it just ran and ran with us, followed us for at least 8 miles. We nicknamed it Guido for some reason or another. He wouldn't let us pet him, jut felt like chasing us I guess.

I had a random spaniard (spaniard, not spaniel) attach itself to me yesterday. Does this cout?

I was runnning along the Barcelona waterfront. Another runner passed me in the opposite direction, stopped and turned round. He then tucked in one pace behind and hung on for a mile and a bit breathing heavily, refusing an invitation to run alongside, before dropping off. Very strange. I have never had this in the UK, but have experienced it in both France and Spain now. Must be something to do with cycling.

Yeah, I was runing on a country road, next thing I knew, this ugly b**** was running with me. I said hi and kept running but couldnt shake her. next thing I knew there were three more ugly b****es. I quit running and went home, but the b****es followed me. what should I do?

That random dog... is it related to Schrodinger's cat?

I once ran down a green tarped fence line with a squirrel for 200 meters before the Squirrel found a break in the fence. I ran fast that day!

Not quite a running story but still a dog one.

I work for an airline and we transport lots of dogs.

Occasionly one gets loose and takes a bolt.

A few years back this little dog was bolting around the tarmac.About six of us ground crew where chasing him but could not catch him.

Soon about 6 more joined in on those towmotor tugs.

Ground control must have seen what was happening so called up the airport security people.

Soon there where another 3 people in 4 wheel drives chasing this poor little ball of fluff around the airport.

Eventually he headed for the taxiway just as an air New Zealand 767 was taxiing onto the apron.

So then it became a stand off. The Aircraft came to a halt,

the dog stopped and so did all those chasing him.

Eventually the dog did a right turn and bolted across the grass, the other taxiway and finally one of the landing strips.Eventually the fire brigade was called out and with the help of the security people managed to catch the little dog on the farside boundary fence.

i have a black lab mix that used to run almost 70 miles per week with me...he still would be if i was running that much! i got him at one year old about a year and a half ago....when i was training at GVSU he would do all my moring runs with me, and most of my medium days and long days especailly when we did it on trails...over last christmas break, he did 98 miles with me cuz i was all distacne stuf on trails and dirt roads, even in the below zero temps, diving through snowbanks and getting icicles on his chin...everyday, all i have to do si say the word run, and he goes crazy, i remember one snowy cold as s*** 15 miler i did the day after christmas on some trails, he probably ran 20 cuz he is back and forth up and down the trail all through the woods even when i was hauling ass...if trained properly, i think he could give Geb a run for his money!

there are several breed that are great for running with. Most of any of the retrievers are good. 3 breeds that are particularly good though, are Gordon Setters, Dalmations, and Irish Setters, after those 3, most of the retrieveres. (Labradors, Goldens, Flat-coated, Chesepeake Bay, Curly Coated) Others Breeds of Setters, Pointers, and about half of the dogs in Hound group, just not the short ones or "thick" ones (blood hounds)

Sure there are others, don't wright back that you go on 16 milers with your Standard Poodle or Weimeriener, you can't expect me to name ALL of the good running dogs, just highlighted some of the best.

Best 3 are probably Gordons, Dalmations, and Irish Setters.

I was attacked by a killer rabbit. Does that count?

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i heard trackhead had sex with a dog

Perfect "Random Dog" story...

I went on a run last night, not really having a time or distance goal in mind. I just wanted to run for 60 - 80 minutes easy. Well, just before 2 miles, I got surprised by a German Shepherd, who then decided to run with me. I wouldn't have minded, but he kept running into traffic, and it was driving me crazy. The last thing I needed was to see a dog get crunched by a car. So I kept yelling for him to get out of the road, and people kept slowing down to avoid him. After about a mile, I reached a road I could take where I knew there would be less cars. We went up that, and now I'm wondering how long he plans on staying with me. I'm not flying - about 7:00 miles, but I'm guessing he hasn't done a lot of this, so I was pretty curious. After about 5 miles (3 for him) I'm realizing he's in it for the long haul. I also recalled having read this thread a couple weeks ago.

Well, except for the occasional interesting smell, he stuck with me until about 7 miles in. That's when he started falling back a little. At around that point, I reached a light where I had to wait for traffic. There was another guy there, and when the dog finally caught back up, I said, "This dog's been running with me for over 5 miles now, and I have no idea whose he is." He looked shocked and said, "You're kidding me." I said, "Nope." and the light turned and we were off again. For the last mile, I had to keep turning around and encouraging him to keep up. At this point, I wanted to get him back to my place so I could figure out where he belonged. He was really dragging. Well, we finally finished, and after some phone calls for me, and two large bowls of water for him, I drove "Sabre" back to his owner.

When the guy opened the door, the dog ran in, and the guy looked pretty confused. I told him that if he'd ever wondered if his dog could run 7 miles, I had the answer for him. I'm assuming Sabre slept pretty well last night.