Dawn laid in her bed, she felt weak that morning; she was nervous. Her Doctor had called prior with results from a test.
Mali lay his head on her arm, he had been waiting patiently as Dawn took her time to get up. A German Shepherd who was wiser than most humans. He was a gift to Dawn from her parents when she had moved out on her own six years before; he was her best friend, always by her side.
Dawn slowly sat up and threw her legs over the side of the bed. Mali licked his chops and wagged his tail. He got up and left the room, returning within minutes with his leash in mouth. He wanted his morning walk, he wanted his time with Dawn.
“Give me a minute pal.” She said as she walked by him, patted his head and went into the washroom. She stared at her reflection in the mirror; so gaunt and sickly, you wouldn’t tell she was only 29. She washed her face and went back into her bedroom to get dressed. The room spun as she bent down to put her pants on. She grabbed onto Mali, trying to keep her balance before hitting the floor. Mali paced around her as she slowly got back up.
“Well that was weird.” She said as she composed herself and went into the kitchen to eat a little something before heading out for that walk.
As she reached up to grab a plate from the cupboard, her vision became blurry; Dawn fell, the coffee cup smashing into smithereens as it hit the floor with her. Mali began whimpering and pacing around Dawns motionless body. She had fallen before but this time felt different, she wasn’t getting up. Mali tried to wake her by licking her face, she hated that but not this time.
Mali raced to the front door, he was much smarter than anyone knew. He always watched how Dawn did things; he braces himself, hopped up bracing himself against the wall, one paw on the door latch. He pushed down and tugged slightly with his body. Hearing a click, he pushed the door open with his snout and booted down the street.
He ran as fast as his legs could carry him; he remembered the purple house, the one where Dawn always stopped during their walks. He remember the purple house and the lady with the homemade treats. Mali began barking as loud as he could, he knew someone would hear him, they always did.
A woman with red hair came out of the purple house, “It’s Mali!” She called. A man rushed out of the house and the woman knelt down to Mali. “Where’s Dawn pal?” She said as she rubbed his ears. Mali was very distressed, shaking her hands off him and circling her for attention. “Somethings not right!” She said as Mali continued barked and began running back toward he and Dawns house. The woman and the man jumped into their car and followed behind Mali. They knew Dawn had been sick, they knew her well and they knew her dog.
Dawn opened her eyes slowly, the halogen lights hurt her eyes. Where am I? She thought as she began to regain her sight.
“Welcome back!” Said a deep toned voice. Dawn looked to her right and there stood a man in a white jacket, he had a stethoscope around his neck.
“You suffered a blackout due to severe dehydration, have you been working a lot Miss?” He asked.
“Yes. Yes I think I have.” She replied.
Dawn looked around, wondering how she got here. “Where’s my dog?” She asked.
“Oh hold on a minute.” Said the doctor with a smile. He left the room for a moment.
Dawn was confused until the door opened and the woman with the red hair poked her head in. “You’re awake!” She said.
“Rita!” Said Dawn, she couldn’t have been happier to see her closest friends face. Rita walked in the door and beside her walked Mali. He instantly became excited and wriggled his way from Rita’s grasp. He jumped up on the hospital bed with Dawn and began frantically sniffing and licking her, as he always did.
“He ran to our house when you fell! He saved your life!” Said Rob, Rita’s husband.
As Mali calmed down and lay beside Dawn she took his furry face in her hands and looked into his brown eyes.
“He’s my best friend, always by my side.” She said, giving him a squeeze. He put a paw around her shoulder.