Many, many years ago I slid off the road into a snowbank. I was only a few hundred yards from the house of a family friend but when I got there the family was asleep and their new dog didn't recognize me. I hoped the dog's barking would wake them but no such luck. I went back to the car, dug out my blanket and slept the few hours until they woke up. They were a farm family so they were up early. A few minutes with the tractor and a hearty breakfast and I was on my way. They insisted the dog would not have hurt me but I didn't believe them.

The car, by the way, was a convertible. Coldest night of my life.