It was a cold day, a snowy one in fact, and once I has been holding my life for dear closeness. My steering wheel grasped tightly in both of my hands, the knuckles of my own turning the snowy white signature of the snow from the slight frostbite..

I had been driving for hours, the windshield quickly filling with the thick white snow on the windshield, wipers trying to keep it off the windshield, but the en mass of it all wasn't good enough..

I couldn't see it, but it saw me.. The deer had supposedly came from nowhere.. I spun on a dime, jerking the steering wheel a bit too quickly than I should have. The car spun, the weather, horrendous. The car spun off the embankment, and the car spun around, and flipped, surprisingly landing safely away from the deer.

The fawn leaped away, the whitetail leaping away from me and my vehicle. I had managed to call someone, but the snow had made it hard to see, or hear anyone or anything around me..

I hear a bark from far off, and I thought my hearing was falsifying the sounds. What I did not expect was a small dachshund leaping over the snow with barks a plenty coming from it. The dirty little longhair was no match for the car, and he slipped in, barking, trying to keep me alert while help was supposedly on its way as I slipped into unconsciousness.

The next time that I had woken, the only sounds I had heard was the small beeps of the heart-rate monitor, and the silence of the room.. The scratching at he door brought my attention to it, and a nurse walked in, followed by the dachshund, my 'rescuer'..

The nurse didn't say much, not that I was paying any attention.. The dachshund was trying to get up on the bed, the snow somehow having cleaned the dog off somewhat, save for his tiny paws. The nurse left, and I laid there with my new found friend...

The dachshund looked to me with soft, deep brown eyes, and i smiled back to him with mine. There were no words exchanged, but a warm feeling was swept over me as I fell asleep to recover, the dachshund snuggling closer to me as I rested..

2 Weeks Later..

When it was time to leave the hospital, I had looked down at my companion, Dox.. He was my snowy encounter, and I couldn't have asked for anyone better.. Christmas miracles were all a warm dachshund finding you in the snow and staying by your side until you were able to walk again..

He stayed by my side, all the way to the home that was now ours, and We stayed together, fending off the cold with blankets, warm cocoa, and water, and soft cookies and dog treats for me and him.

It was a happy holidays for us both..