I could do nothing. We will both die here, in this terrible place, I thought. No, it could not happen!
Very carefully, I lay down. I stretched forward, little by little. The dog sank deeper into the mud.
Just in time, I got hold of the leather collar round the dog’s neck. I pulled and pulled.
At last, the dog was free from the mud! We lay there side by side by side, wet and muddy. We were safe, think God. The dog was alive and so was I.
How long we lay there, I do not know. At last, I got up. I began to walk slowly back to the house.