I Forgive You

I Forgive You!

"Don't open the door!" I yelled to my wife. But before I could stop her, she did. Out jumped our little fifteen pound, full-grown dog; and disappeared down the side of the road, into a six foot snowbank.

My daughter climbed out of the car and looked down, where the dog landed. I ran around the back of the car and looked too. We saw two little legs kicking, but no head--it was buried deep into a snow drift.

Looking around, I saw a small pathway to where the dog landed. My daughter saw it too; quickly, she climbed down and before I could get there, grabbed the dog's feet, and pulled. The little dog came up squiggling and her little teeth were chattering. She was shaking, and shaking; her little head was very cold. We took one of the blankets that we carry in our car and rapped her in it.

After she somewhat warmed up, she started to walk but kept falling. My daughter and wife wanted me to take the dog to a local veterinarian. I said, "Let's keep her warm for an hour and if he doesn't improve, I will take her."

This was the week we planned to ski with friends, who were coming up in several days. We came up early to open the house and to get things ready for them.

We just hoped that we did not have to go back to the San Francisco Bay Area because of this incident.

After we emptied the car and checked the car to make sure we had everything in the cabin, we started to go back to the cabin, and to our surprised, our little dog was stand near the door looking at us.

She walked to where we were standing, looked at my wife, then jumped into her arms. Slowly she put her little head on my wife's chest and closed her eyes.

Like saying, "I forgive you."

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