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Big White Dog

This article was written by Dolly Smith
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When I was a young girl, I was a member of a group called ďBrownies.Ē The troop building was not far from my school. This incident took place during the winter. It was so very cold and raining. It seemed the wind was always blowing. On this particular day I had walked home after school, and as I was doing my homework, I remembered my Brownie meeting. I rushed to my bedroom and put on my uniform. By now it was pouring down rain. I put the hood of my coat over my head and walked out the front door. I then ran as fast as I could to the troop building.

I was soaked by the time I arrived on the front porch. Nobody was there. I checked the front door and it was locked. It was either the wrong day or I was late for the meeting. The place was deserted.

I decided to sit on the front porch for a little while in hopes that the rain would let up. As I sat there, I noticed that a big car kept circling the block. I knew the man who drove the car and what business he was in. He was not a friend of my fatherís.

He drove around the park a few times, then parked by the side of the building. He walked over to where I was sitting, and told me that my father asked him to pick me up and drive me home. I knew that was not true, so I thanked him and told him Iíd rather walk home.

By this time it was pitch dark, and I was scared because of that man. The rain had let up, so I started to walk home.

In the park near the road, there were three headstones all with the same family name. I stopped briefly to look at them. When I turned around, there was the man parked with the passenger door open. Now I was scared. I didnít trust him. I told him again that Iíd rather walk, but he grabbed my arm.

At that moment, a huge, beautiful white dog-it looked like a German Shepherd-came from my left side. The dog kept his back legs on the ground, and got right in the manís face, baring his teeth. Immediately the man let go. I lost my footing and fell backward. When I looked up, the man was speeding away in his car, the passenger door still open.

The dog was licking me all over my face. I couldnít stop hugging this beautiful creature. He made me feel so safe. He had the most beautiful eyes. It was as though he could see through my soul. The beautiful white dog walked me home. I kept my hand resting on the back of his neck, feeling so safe.

A neighbor friend of ours was getting out of his pickup, and he said ďhiĒ to me. We arrived at my house and I opened the garage door. The white dog stayed with me. I told him to stay, as I went into the house to get him a blanket and something to eat. I turned around and hugged and kissed him again.

I hurried into the house, gathering the items together. When I walked out into the garage, the dog was not there. I looked, but he was nowhere to be found. I saw my footprints on the cement, but there were no paw prints. I could see our friend was still outside, grabbing items out of the back of his pickup. I walked over and asked if he had seen the big white dog that was with me. ďNo honey, I didnít see any dog with you,Ē he said.
-Dolly Smith, Tulare, Calif.

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