Your dog attacked my daughter! shouted a woman. Upon reviewing the security camera footage, we saw something dreadful.
An unfamiliar woman stormed into the garden, her face twisted in anger. In her arms, she carried a little girl of about six, who was sobbing and clutching her stomach. A faint scratch was visible on the childs skin.
I froze. My dog, Winston, sat calmly in the garden, wagging his tail cheerfully. We had known him for nearly five yearshe was clever, gentle, and had never harmed a soul. The accusations seemed utterly absurd.
The woman shrieked as though a wild beast lurked in our home. She had already called the police and demanded the immediate euthanasia of the vicious dog.
My hands trembled, but I steadied myself and replied, Winston would never do such a thing. Hes friendly and adores children. Perhaps her daughter had provoked him. If you like, we can watch the back garden footage together. Everything was recorded.
The officers agreed, and we stepped inside. The camera, mounted just above the door, had captured the entire gardenand the so-called crime scene.
What we saw left us speechless.
The video revealed a truth far different from the womans account. The little girl, playing carelessly in the garden, had darted toward the roadright into the path of an oncoming car.
In that instant, Winston bolted after her, seized her dress in his teeth, and dragged her clear of danger.
The mother, seeing the dog pull at her daughters clothes, had assumed the worst. The child, shaken and crying, hadnt realised shed been saved.
When the woman watched the footage, her breath caught. She understood thenher daughter owed her life to Winston.
Overcome with relief and shame, she turned to us, offering tearful thanks and a heartfelt apology. No longer a monster, Winston was now, in her eyes, a true hero.
