A Husky named Snow

You open your door and are met with 50 pounds of fur and muscle. Your big dog, Snow, (named for their snow-white fur,) is a Husky, and also is the absolute best in the world. You love them and they love you, rapidly licking your face repeatedly in a gesture of love.

You laugh and push Snow off of you. Your dog begins to run around the house, excitedly, as was usual whenever you came home.

You walk through your house, doing your usual post-work household chores, such as filling Snow's food and water bowls, putting your dirty clothes in the wash, and making yourself dinner.

Once you finish all those chores, you walk over to your couch and sit down, turning on the TV.

"...In other news, a mysterious meteor has been sighted in near Earth. NASA does not believe that the meteor will hit the planet, so do not be alarmed- However, there is a good chance of-"

You switch the channel to a comedy show.

It's surprisingly not funny. You find yourself beginning to drift off.

And that's when it happens. A bright flash fills the room, originating from the dog laying on the ground in the middle of the room.

You instantly fall ****.