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the summer of my freshman year of college i went to connecticut to work for
my aunt and uncle in their gourmet food store. on one of my days off i went
hiking on the appalachain trail a few miles from home and got a bit turned
around on one section of the trail. since iwas hiking alone and there was a
thunderstorm brewing i was a little nervous. suddenly a dog that looked
very much like my dog that my parents had recently put to sleep (right down
to the blue collar) appeared a little ways before me on the trail and
barked at me. she kept barking and runing towards me and then away from me
until i decided to follow her. before too long i was at the base of the
trail in a spot that i recognized. i tired to call her over, but she
wuldn't come closer than three feet so i just said thanks Mooch (her name)
and bent to tie my shoe. when i looked up she was gone.
i know that it could have been any dog and just luck that brought me back
to where i needed to be, but i'd like to think that it was my old pal
helping me out of one last jam. like that newfie someone else posted about,
dogs are very loyal.
Lisa
LC Krakowka
hck1@cornell.edu Krakowka@cornell.edu
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