Most exciting walk home from a bar. EVER.

Robin, Josh, Whitney and I left the bars early, R, J and I did because I'm watching Flip and I don't trust all the dogs together. (they were fine, btw) Our whole walk was quite and calm and great until we pass creepy stilt house on the canyon in South Park and see some girl passed out in the brush. None of us really saw it at first and we weren't being especially quiet, so if she so was fine she would have heard us. As soon as Whit and I realize what is up we check for consciousness (yay for lifeguards!) she doesn't respond to verbal stimuli, so I touch her arm, which thank goodness wakes her drunk ass up. I offer to help her up and we get her up out of the canyon brush and notice that she has peed herself and she has a leash attached to an empty collar. She does not immediately admit she has a dog, but after we convince her to let us walk her home she tells us about him (a 175 lb mastiff/lab combo) we also get her to tell us where she lives. She is smart enough, thank goodness, not to trust us completely and doesn't tell us everything so we leave her to wonder the last House or so on her own. But WOW. That was intense. SERIOUSLY. I have never felt my first responder training kick in as much as it did. But it made me super glad that I have it, and that I am comfortable with it. Robin said she didn't think she would have necessarily stopped if she had been alone. (she did say she would have called 911 however a few feet away) But MAN! I t was the most surreal experience I have ever had. We all for sure thought this chick was dead. I was fully prepared to do some CPR and rescue breathing. Dude. Glad she turned out to be okay for the most part.