Cold. That’s all Chris could feel as he trudged through the snowstorm, wearing his protective gear and looking around.

His dog, an Alaskan Malamute named Chip, walked beside him, sniffing the ground every now and then. A cold day in Alaska. What was new?

Suddenly, Chip barked and ran towards a snow bank, beginning to dig and bark again. Chris walked over, watching as Chip dug up a man, unconscious and freezing cold.

“Dear god…” Chris whispered.