BBC: Moment dog sparks house fire after chewing power bank

Indoors and unsupervised is no way to care for a dog.
 
Dogs do what dogs do...the owner needs to have the clairvoyance of thought to interpret what "toy" the dog will ultimately focus on.

We've had several 80-90# golden retrievers. A couple have gravitated towards large stuffed animals while a couple have gravitated to small cat sized mice. Go figure...it's the responsibility of the pet owner to understand what their pet's needs are. For a large dog chewing on a small cat mouse, the mouse could easily get caught in their throat...not good.

What's humorous to me is the moment both dogs look at the fire and seem to ask the question ...oh sh.t, what do we do now?
 
Agreed, Cheese.

The Leonberger that you see as my avatar always went after tennis balls. The problem was that his throat was so wide that he could swallow them. As you can imagine that would have been really really bad. That's why we always had to take care of removing all tennis balls and things that looked liked them from the place where he was. That was *our* responsibility. And even then you'd be surprised how often he managed to find them during his walks.  He has given us some real scares... Luckily it never did become an actual problem.
 
I’ve tried on three separate occasions to open the link, but it fails each time.  I’ll try googling and see if it crops up.  Anyone else having the same problem?

My first German Shepherd quickly realized that there were some things he was not allowed to chew on (“No!”); and some things he was allowed to chew on (“Good boy”).

Once he came to that realization (at about 10 weeks old), he would watch me and and wait until I was looking at him.  When he saw that I was, he would pick up an item and wait for the “no” or the “good boy” to learn if he was allowed to chew it.

This involved a couple of things that I found remarkable.  First, he was able to discern when I was looking at him, and two, that some things were in a category of “no”.

For example, he picked up an electric cord and got a “no”.  After the second or third electric cords, he understood that they were all unacceptable to chew on.

He was the only one of my dogs that actively sought to learn what was OK to chew on.  My other dogs learned, but only after they got caught chewing.

At any rate, perhaps there is a pnother link you can post.  I’d like to see it.
 
hdv said:
Agreed, Cheese.

The Leonberger that you see as my avatar always went after tennis balls. The problem was that his throat was so wide that he could swallow them. ....

Had to look up the breed to see examples of a dog big enough to swallow a tennis ball. WOOF.
 
Alternative link to video: https://apnews.com/article/dog-house-fire-battery-4ae28479998a20d6bae38c8deb749bf0#

I played fetch with all my dogs using tennis balls.  However, the tennis ball only lasted about 5 minutes with my Chesapeake Bay Retriever.  For him, I used lacrosse balls.  Pretty much indestructible.

I only met one Leonberger, and it was an exceptionally nice animal.  They apparently share the webbed feet that Newfoundlands and Chesapeakes have and are reputed to be very strong swimmers.

My Chessie liked water so much that he actively sought out puddles when we were walking. A nuisance.

 
Yeah, our Leo was 78 cm high at the withers. That is 5 cm lower than our Shermann, who passed away a month ago. But even then, he was the only one of our dogs that was able to swallow whole tennis balls. One of his brothers almost died after he had done so. Luckily his owners noticed in time and were able to remove the ball before he suffocated.

Indeed, Leonbergers are directly related to Newfoundlanders. They were created by cross-breeding Newfoundlanders, Great Pyrenees, and St Bernards. They do have webbed feed and if they do even smell water, they will try to get to it to swim. Some water rescue organisations prefer Leonbergers for their rescue operations. There are even some photo's where you can see Leo's jumping from a helicopter to save people at risk of drowning. They have a wonderful personality and are eager to learn. Although not as smart as German Shepherds or Malinois, they are certainly smart enough to train. We trained our Leo for SAR operations, but never finished the courses. I got too busy, but he really did enjoy doing it.
 
Our Leo never damaged his toys. He even had a stuffed blue and yellow football that lasted almost his whole life. He used to bring it with him to mouth on when he got to sleep in his dog bed. Just like small children do.
 
hdv said:
[…]Although not as smart as German Shepherds or Malinois, they are certainly smart enough to train. We trained our Leo for SAR operations, but never finished the courses. I got too busy, but he really did enjoy doing it.
Allow me to give my definition of a “smart” dog.

A smart dog does not chew up furniture, bark incessantly, bite the neighbors kids, or pee or poop in the house.  Everything else is frills. [big grin]

And on a personal note, my “smartest” dogs were calm and quiet indoors and active and vigorous outdoors.  My Doberman was very smart except for his constant activity in the house.  (My cat was partly to blame and he would provoke the dog into chasing him.  The cat was the alpha male of the two.).
 
Something tells me that the dog in the video is unrepentant and would do it all over again, with no regrets.
 
WastedP said:
Something tells me that the dog in the video is unrepentant and would do it all over again, with no regrets.

Dogs are not good on causal relationship.  He’d do it again because he is entirely unaware that chewing on it caused the fire.

I had a really good example of a well-bred German Shepherd imported from what was then West Germany.

At the time, I was a traveling salesman and a typical week had us driving 1,000 miles and checking into 5 different hotels. 

The one thing that always drove me batty about my dog was elevators.  We would walk up to the doors; the doors would open and we walked into this small room.  Thirty seconds later the same doors would open and we would walk out into an entirely different place.  And that never poleaxed my dog.  He never stood there in wonderment and thought, “How did that happen?”  It never ceased to amaze me.  In almost all other aspects his intellect amazed me.  I never understood how he could accept that notion.

 
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