This Hero Dog Saved a Man's Life After His Snowmobile Crashed

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Meet Amber, hero dog and loyal, loving companion. She is credited for saving the life of her owner after a snowmobile crash left him stranded in the woods for more than 26 hours.

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Otis Orth, 52, was snowmobiling in Trapper Creek, Alaska when he crashed. The accident left him immobilized and seriously injured, according to the Anchorage Daily News:

It was midnight, well below freezing, and Otis Orth was lying on his back on the icy ground off a forest trail. He couldn't move. A snowmachine crash Sunday afternoon west of the Mat-Su Borough community of Trapper Creek left him with a neck injury and dislocated limbs. For hours, he lay there waiting for help, moving his legs and feet to keep warm. As temperatures dropped to nine degrees, hypothermia took hold.

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Orth said Amber saved his life by keeping him warm overnight, doing what most us know our dogs will instinctively do—stay next to you pretty much no matter what.

His dog, Amber, a 2-year-old golden retriever lay next to him with her head and paws over his stomach, keeping him from losing further body heat. He forced himself to stay awake. The next day, it was Amber who alerted passing snowmachiners that Orth needed help.

"I owe that dog my life," Orth said. He suffered an injured neck and frostbite in his toes, among other injuries. But it could have been a lot worse without Amber.

Now, we all have something in our eyes. I know. It's OK. I'll give everyone a moment.

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So, not remotely the same thing, but I got the death flu in December and it lasted for a ridiculously long time. I was too sick to leave the house (except for slow, short walks when my housemate wasn't there to take the pup out) for weeks, and too sick to leave the bed for a long stretch, with several recurrences. And my very energetic year-old dog would not leave my side. He curled up in bed with me for literally days at a time—when my housemate took him for walks, he didn't want to go, and he spent the whole time trying to lead her back home. He was so worried about me, and he was my constant companion. It was really painfully sweet.

Reposting a pic I posted on Gawker the other day, because I have the best puppy ever and everyone in the world needs to know it: