well, this doesn't qualify as saving "my" life, but it certainly does as saving my husband's life (who, BTW, bailed 6+ yrs ago, and i'm not sure the dog did anyone a favor)....he was a bull-hauler, was loading dairy bulls and one got after him in a pen. the dog, a rottie female who jim had had less than a month with him in the truck, took out after the bull, giving jim enough time to get over the fence.
the rott, who was bred at the time, lost all her pups due to the beating she took from the bull. ended up losing her life for chasing cats-jim shot her.
my lessons: too bad she was such a good dog, and, if i'd known then what i know now, she'd still be with us (well maybe--she'd have to be 8+ yrs...).
and i HAVE gotten rid of jim, just not near soon enough.
i'm just not really sure the trade-off was worth it. i'd rather have sunny than jim any day. oh well, i have brix--maybe he can save my life someday....or maybe he already does by walking over me, nudging/licking my face every day at 4:50 a.m. to get me up (he's adjusted to the time change...). no work-no food!