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My father passed away, but when I was 12, my mum remarried. I had a good relationship with my stepfather, but I often thought that he was too tough, like a biker-rocker with principles. At 16, I fell in love, my mum was hysterical and forbade it, I threatened to run away. But my stepdad said, “Go out with him on the condition that you take my dog with you.”
He had a pit bull who was kind and didn’t guard at all. But the guy got scared and flipped out when we were alone at my house. I was really offended then. And now I am married to a great man and I realize that both stepfather and the dog kept me safe from douchebags. © Overheard — They’re talking about you here / VK
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I had just got dumped by my long-term girlfriend and was crying on my bed alone in my room. My tiny little dog saw me cry for the first time and grabbed all of her toys and put them in a pile at my feet to try and get me to take them and play with them, so I felt better. She’s lovely! © Silvenx / Reddit
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My parents had a dog named Charlie who was absolutely terrified of the vacuum cleaner. But after I was born, any time my mother vacuumed, Charlie would stand steadfast between me and the vacuum cleaner. “Trembling in every limb,” my mother says, but determined to protect baby-me from the monster. © SBooth / Quora
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I got my cat, Pikachu, when he was 3 weeks old. I took care of him, bottle-fed him, and he became my “shadow.” One night, he started running all over me, growling. I thought it was the garbage truck because for some reason he always growled at the garbage truck. So I fell to sleep again.
Then he woke me up again running all over me and growling, this time I smelled burning rubber and I got up and open the door to check and there was smoke. My SUV caught fire in the garage. We all got out in time. © Teresita Gonzalez / Quora
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When we got my dog, my son was about 7. The dog is a Malinois/Heeler mix. She was my son’s birthday present that year. She was just a few months old, and we took her to the river near our place. We played in the water and everything, and she loved it.
When she first saw my son go out into the water, she freaked out and ran in after him. She grabbed him by his wrist, then his shirt, then his shorts. At first, it was a bit weird, but then we realized… She was trying to save him. She was trying to grab onto him so she could pull him out of the water. © JustGimmeAnyOldName / Reddit
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Our family dog is the softest, gentlest dog in the world. One day, I was wrestling with my nephew on the floor, and he let out a high-pitched cross between a screech and a laugh as I tickled him. This dog was on top of my nephew and barking in my face before you could blink.
Doesn’t matter that I’m the person who raised her since a pup and that she’ll let me do anything to her (including having to once retrieve a thorn from the inside of her mouth). No one was “hurting” her boy whilst she was around. © Successful-Owl-3076 / Reddit
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When my son was about 2 years old, I was a young and fairly careless mum. We often walked in the yard of our building, in a quiet neighborhood. There were few people there and few cars. And I somehow relaxed and didn’t notice how my quick little boy ran ahead of me to get to the sandpit faster.
And suddenly I see a man on an electric scooter speeding toward him. And I realize that I’m not going to make it in time, and they’re going to collide. Out of nowhere, a neighbor’s German Shepherd comes running out, grabs my boy by his jacket and literally drags him away. The kid fell down, got frightened, but the collision was avoided.
Since that day I became much more attentive, I hold my son’s hand wherever we go. And the same evening we brought the neighbor’s Berta a whole basket of bones and balls, adored by her. And we think that when our son grows up, we will get a German Shepherd too.
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My mum had a cute little cat who slept on her bed, but never pestered her at night. One day, my mum woke up to the cat desperately scratching her chest. Mum felt her heart was not well, called for help and was taken to hospital and treated. Undoubtedly, little Jenny saved her life that night. © Drena Bowerman / Quora
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We were on a family walk that required us to jump across rocks to the other side of a river. Not deep or very fast. My boxer dog only got across a few rocks and was scared to go any further, no matter what we tried he just wouldn’t follow.
Then I laid on one of the rocks held onto the edge and pretended to in a struggle, I shouted help. The determination in my pooch was so sweet, he hopped along the rocks and came running up to me to give me the kiss of life. That day, in his mind, he saved me from a savage death. © sleepydad*** / Reddit
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