This Hero Dog’s Incredible Instincts Saved Her Owner’s Life and Neighbors’ Lives Too
A dog’s instincts save her owner from deadly carbon monoxide poisoning, proving she’s more than just a pet
“Again?” Samantha Griffin asked her 2-year-old husky, Luna, who was scratching at the door of their Marion, Indiana, apartment. “You’ve been out three times!”
Samantha had adopted Luna from a local shelter to be her support dog since she has PTSD and suffers from severe migraines. Luna senses when a migraine is coming on and does her best to coax Samantha to lie down.
But today, Luna was acting up. She jumped onto the furniture, left claw marks on the wall and wouldn’t stop pacing from Samantha to the door. Samantha was home alone—her boyfriend, Tony, his kids and her niece were all out and about.
“Alright!” she gave in, grabbing Luna’s leash for a walk.
Outside, Luna reverted to the calm, lovable pup she’d always been, exploring a nearby field at the end of her 30-foot leash.
“Time to go!” Samantha called to Luna after awhile, but Luna didn’t want to go inside.
“I need to lie down,” Samantha said as her headache had blossomed into a migraine.
Luna cocked her head, then reluctantly followed her inside. But instead of lying down, Luna went back to pacing. Samantha closed her eyes and was almost asleep when—WHAM!
Luna pounced on top of her with the entire force of her 50 pounds. Then she scrambled off and bolted to the front door.
“Okay, we’ll go back out!” she struggled out of bed and followed Luna to the front door.
Luna’s tail wagged happily as Samantha clipped on the lead. “This is absolutely the last time,” she vowed, reaching for the front doorknob.
That’s when the quiet was shattered by the screech of an alarm. “There’s no fire,” Samantha quickly determined, and then she realized, That’s the carbon monoxide alarm!
Samantha grabbed her phone, headed outside and called the complex’s maintenance department.
Soon fire trucks roared to a stop in front of Samantha’s building. “Your apartment has extremely high CO2 levels,” they determined, turned off the gas and summoned the utility department to pinpoint the leak.
The culprit turned out to be the apartment’s water heater. “The levels were so high, I’m not sure how you managed to stay alive while staying in there for so long,” the technician told Samantha.
“It was my dog, Luna,” she explained, and told him about Luna’s frequent walks and how she refused to let her nap.
“That dog saved your life,” he said as he packed up his tools.
Firefighters opened all the windows to vent the odorless gas. “It’s safe,” they finally determined.
Luna sniffed the air and, satisfied, bounded to the bedroom, stretched out on the covers and gave Samantha a look that seemed to say, “Now we can nap.”
“Not yet,” said Samantha, “We have to go for one more walk—to the pet store, for some special treats.”
Luna is still enjoying treats and hugs from Samantha and the others. “If not for her, I wouldn’t be here today,” she says gratefully. “She saved my life, and my neighbors’ as well. She’s a genuine hero.”
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