Told by Peter York.
In the old days people used to have faith in their dogs. One time a man
had a very small, little dog. When he went out hunting he put the
little dog inside of his coat. Every time the little dog tried to bark
the man knew that there was some game near.
One night while the man was asleep the little dog licked him on the
face till he woke up, which went to show that there was trouble at
hand. The little dog tried to take his master outside the camp. They
both went out and the little dog began to roll in the snow. Every time
he rolled he grew bigger. He rolled till he got to be as big as a
good-sized calf, then he stopped and watched the lake. They saw a
great, big dog coming across the ice to kill the man. The man’s dog
went out to meet this one and conquered it. This big dog was a
grey-looking one with no hair.