It was a bitter winter day. There wasn’t a lot of snow on the ground, but there was plenty of wind and it was pretty cloudy.

I was driving along a remote country road and happened to see a large hound dog that had broken through the ice in a pond. The dog had its front paws up on the ice, but when it tried to cimb back out, the ice kept breaking under its weight. I pulled over to the side of the road and saw a pickup truck coming from the other direction. As I got out of my car and moved toward the pond, the pickup slowed, and I could see a woman at the wheel. I couldn’t help noticing that she had long, pretty blonde hair.

Just then, the dog increased its whining and yelping. It tried once more to get up on the ice, and again it slipped back into the frigid water. I looked around to see if there was... Read More