|Barked: Wed Sep 17, '08 6:32pm PST |
Seems pretty interesting to me!
I had a black lab named Simon, whom we raised as a young puppy. We were living in Cleveland Ohio, so of course winters were really harsh and dangerous at time. Simon decided he was going to run away about 2 days before a MAJOR blizzard would hit. This was back in 1994, I was 12 at the time. Well, the blizzard hit us pretty hard, still no sign of Simon. I was hanging out with my sister in her room, and I just so happened to look out her window, and i saw a black dog trying to come out of the woods, well I knew it was my simon, I ran out of the house, no shoes, shorts, and a sweat shirt, and went and got him. His leg was pretty banged up, and bleeding- Me being the tomboy that I was, I tried taking some snow to clean off his leg, and then ran back home and got my dad. My Dad picked him up, and we drove to the vet.....$2,000 later, Simon was all fixed! I guess you could say him and I were inseperable since I saved his life..... A few years passed, I was about 14 and I was home alone one day after school. We had an invisible fence for Simon, and he was outside. He started barking, and barking, and I coudnt get him to stop- He was barking at a man in the back of the house who was trying to break into our house! So, I guess he helped me out as well! Dogs are the best!
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