Dakota

That's the name of the dog I saved today.
Okay, he wasn't in harms way when I opened the door of my car and told him to jump in...but you never know what could have happened.

Here's the story:
I had to take my roommate to go get his van this morning. I had picked him up the night before from a party because he was WAY too drunk to drive. So this morning as we went to retrieve the vehicle, we saw a dog running in the road ahead of us. He was facing the other way, in our lane, running like he didn't have a care in the world. Both of us chuckled as we approached this animal. As we got closer he moved off to a snow bank on the side of the road. Then it hit me.

"I know that dog," I said out loud. "That's Dakota!"

I had met Dakota only one time before. He belongs to my co-anchor's boyfriend. She usually watches him during the day while the boyfriend is working. Anyway, I realized it was him, pulled over, opened the door and asked him to come inside. The blissful little mutt obliged and hopped right in. I then took him home and we all lived happily ever after.

The End