This was the beginning of what would become an epic rescue story, but Grossi didn't know it just yet. All of this was happening while he and his unit were in the middle of a war. At night, they would go out to check on civilian families, who were in danger because the Taliban was using them "as human shields," Grossi said. The Taliban used civilian houses for shelters so that they couldn't be targeted.
"When we started going out at night, Fred came with us," Grossi said. But he and the other marines were worried that Fred might bark and draw attention to them. "But Fred figured out not to bark he never made a sound."
What the hell?The next day the helicopter came. Hovering above the marines, all packed up and ready to leave, it kicked up dust and debris. Grossi was sheltering himself with his group and suddenly he felt a familiar poke at his heel. It was Fred.
"He was terrified but he was there," Grossi said, "and I was like, 'alright, let's go!'"
Fred traveled in a duffel bag among the unit, who were determined to keep his presence on the down low.
"If I got caught with him, I could go to jail," Grossi said. "And he would be put down, no questions asked."
What the hell?
I know people want a feel good story, but this guy is flaunting the rules (laws?), putting his fellow soldiers and the dog's life at risk. Sounds like the only miracle is how many things could've gone wrong but luckily didn't.
What the hell?
I know people want a feel good story, but this guy is flaunting the rules (laws?), putting his fellow soldiers and the dog's life at risk. Sounds like the only miracle is how many things could've gone wrong but luckily didn't.
What the hell?
I know people want a feel good story, but this guy is flaunting the rules (laws?), putting his fellow soldiers and the dog's life at risk. Sounds like the only miracle is how many things could've gone wrong but luckily didn't.