In 1957, when I was 3, my parents brought home a collie puppy for me (my name is Jeff, so out 2 and 2 together).
I named her Lassie, and we were constant companions
About 6 years later, as I was crossing a two lane highway by myself, I did not see the oncoming car from my left. But Lassie did.
She jumped on my back to push me out of the way, and saved my life. My parents, aunt, and granny were sitting on my granny's front porch and saw the whole thing.
If "Jeff's Collie" had never happened, I may never have had that collie to save my life.
I named her Lassie, and we were constant companions
About 6 years later, as I was crossing a two lane highway by myself, I did not see the oncoming car from my left. But Lassie did.
She jumped on my back to push me out of the way, and saved my life. My parents, aunt, and granny were sitting on my granny's front porch and saw the whole thing.
If "Jeff's Collie" had never happened, I may never have had that collie to save my life.