Guardian

Once, when I was a teenager, I was walking home through the dark streets of my hometown. The night was cold and foggy, and I suddenly got the feeling that someone was watching me.

At first, I ignored it, but then I turned my head and saw a big black dog following me just a few meters away. I freaked out, but the dog didn’t seem aggressive or threatening. He was just staring at me. Slowly, I kept walking home.

After a few more minutes, I noticed a group of street dogs running toward me, barking loudly. I froze, but the black dog that had been following me ran ahead, attacked one of the dogs, and then took off, with the other dogs chasing after him.

I was shocked. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I believe he was my guardian dog.

Poland, 2013