This situation just came up tonight in a conversation with my friend. Call me insane. But I swear to God that I would never hesitate to automatically try to rescue my Logan in any situation. She's part of me. I sure as hell know she'd save me. But then again, I know I'm the kind of person who would try to save any living creature in trouble. I can't bear seeing anything in distress or helpless.
I hope the dog recovers. Whatever happens, I hope it lives a long, healthy, happy life. My intuition tells me that the dog will never forget it's owner.