This man had a dog. Every day the man took his dog to the edge of the lake to get water, and the dog would bark furiously at the lake, as if he was mad at it. Finally, the man got very annoyed with his dog for barking so much, and he scolded it. “Bad dog! Stop barking at the water. It’s only water”. To his surprise, the dog looked right at him and began to talk. The dog said, “One day soon, the storm will come. The water will rise, and everyone will drown. You can save yourself and your family by building a raft, but first you will need to sacrifice me. You must throw me into the water”.
The man said: “That’s terrible! I would never drown my dog!” He thought the dog was lying, once he got over the shock that his dog could talk.
When he protested, the dog said, “If you don’t believe me, look at the scruff of my neck. I’m already dead.”
The man grabbed the dog by the scruff of its neck and saw that its skin and fur were already coming apart. Underneath was nothing but bones. The dog was a skeleton dog. So, with tears in his eyes the man said goodbye to his annoying skeleton dog and tossed it into the water, where it promptly sank. The man built a raft, and when the flood came, he and his family survived.
Without the dog. When the rain subsided, and the raft landed, the man and his family were the only ones alive. The man heard sounds from the other side of the hill – like thousands of people laughing and dancing – but when he raced to the top, alas, down below he saw nothing except bones littering the ground – thousands of skeletons of all the people who had died in the flood. He realized the ghosts of the dead had been dancing. That was the sound he heard.
Sacrificing yourself to save your family seemed like a noble thing – very dog-like thing to do.