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When Sharon Ha from Pilling, Lancs, realised her beloved pup was missing, she was desperate to find him…

Bustling around the house, I realised that I hadn’t seen my Border Collie for a while.

‘Red, where are you?’ I called out into the garden.

Usually, when I call him, he comes running over, but this time, there was nothing.

‘Could he be inside?’ I shouted over to my husband Ian, 50.

‘I don’t think so,’ he replied. ‘Actually, I haven’t

seen him for a while now.’ ThatÕs not like Red, I thought to myself.

It was quite unusual as most of the time, Red was with me, Ian or one of our sons, Tom, 20 or Alex, 19. Only, this particular Friday evening, there was no sign of him.

Not by the fire, or out in the fields on our horse and cattle farm.

‘I’m worried,’ I fretted to Ian. We’d only had Red for eight months, but he was well and truly one of the family.

As we lived in the middle of nowhere, I started to panic.

So, I gathered the boys and the four of us started to search for our missing pup around our 140 acres of land.

But there was no sign of him, so I decided to put a post on

Facebook, hoping someone had spotted him.

As the hours passed, there was nothing

we could do. We’d looked everywhere and now it was pitch black outside.

‘We’re never going to find him now,’ I worried.

‘It’s too dark,’

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Red kept drifting further out to sea Ian agreed. So, we decided to call it a night. But laying in bed, I couldn’t stop worrying about him.

And so, first thing the next morning, we all got up and went back out to look.

Then later that morning my mobile rang.

‘I think I’ve spotted Red down on Knott End beach,’ the lady said.

It was about a mile away from us, so we had no idea how he could have ended up there!

Hurrying down, we were met with a huge crowd of people. They were all looking out at Red who was stuck on the water’s edge!

I couldn’t believe it. Rushing down, we tried to get Red away from the water, but scared and disoriented, he started edging further in.

‘We’ve tried to coax him out the water, but every time we did, he went even deeper,’ a man in the crowd told us.

Red was clearly confused, cold and hungry.

I just wanted to run and grab him, but with the tide coming in was a suicide mission.

‘What are we going to do?’ I panicked to Ian.

It was torture watching on as Red had now entered into deep waters. Time was ticking and he’d now

been in the water for halfan-hour.

All we could see was his brown and white fur head bobbing up and down, desperately trying to stay afloat in the water. Thankfully, a member of the crowd had called the RNLI and they had arrived to start the rescue mission. ‘The waves are too big for a lifeboat,’ a member of the team told us.

‘We’re going to have to go in the water instead.’

Suited and booted in dry suits, life jackets and safety lines, we watched The rescue mission

He was lifeless

as they made their way out to sea. Only, every time they got closer to Red, he drifted further and further out in the waves.

Every time, his little head would disappear under water, before bobbing back up.

We could hear his cries from up on the shore.

‘This is torture,’ I cried to Ian, as we watched on.

Finally, we saw one of the team reach out and grab Red.

Holding him close to his chest, the coastguards managed to get him back to shore.

He’d been in the water for an hour-and-a-half and had drifted 400m out to sea.

When they got back to shore, Red was limp and lifeless. Luckily, the

We won’t lose him again!

fire brigade had arrived with an oxygen mask that they use to help animals they’ve rescued from a fire.

‘Thank you so much,’ we obbed, as they carefully placed mask over his mouth. Although Red was weak and vering, he was breathing. So, we wrapped him in blankets d rushed him to the local vets. ‘Please do everything you can to save him,’ we begged.

Red was placed on heat pads to raise his temperature and given drugs to get rid of the sea water in his lungs.

Thankfully, after four agonising hours, he was deemed well enough to come home.

Back on the farm, we showered Red with cuddles.

By the next morning though he was back to his old tricks, running about the farm like nothing much had happened.

We don’t want to keep Red locked in the house, so we’ve fitted his collar with a GPS tracker, so we’ll never lose him again.

One search and rescue was enough for us!

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