He came to me a dark morning in December. I was walking from the bus stop to work and passed the woods. The wind was blowing so cold and I felt lonely. It was a a little spooky in the woods. Then a dog was coming to me. He came from nowhere and was curious looking and sniffing at me. It was a big Golden Retriever. I use to have respect for big dogs. But I was not afraid at all for this dog. I felt something I never felt before. I loved this dog at the first sight. And the dog loved me. Why? I never had been a ”Dog person” and I have no experience of dogs at all. Later I met the dog's daddy. And we began talking to each other. The man told me that the dog's name was Rocko. The man in the yellow coat became a friend on my way in the wood. We had much snow this winter, but Rocko was very happy for the snow and he was running around behind the trees in the snow. And rolling around in the snow. The cold did not bother Rocko. Sometimes the temperature was minus 15 degrees Celsius (-5F) and sometimes -25 Celsius (F-13) Rocko's dad and I had both our hoods on. But Rocko did not feel cold, he was as happy as he used to be. And was running around looking and sniffing every where. Every time Rocko saw me walking in the woods he went running to me and wanted to say ”Hello”. And he wanted to be pet too. The short meetings with Rocko gave me so much comfort and happiness in the cold. Now the darkness was not so dark anymore. And the cold did not feel so cold anymore. I am sure that God sent Rocko on my way. I had no picture of the dog Rocko. Wilhelmina Schedin 2016-03-10 |
