An elderly man living with Parkinson’s discovered a shivering senior dog at his gate — and somehow, their unsteady bodies became a source of calm for one another.

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“Arthur,” she said, looking down at the old Shepherd mix on my kitchen rug, “you found yourself a lady.”

“I found myself an emergency.”

“Those are not always different.”

We wrapped the dog in Helen’s gardening blanket and carried her carefully to Clara’s station wagon. I tried to help more than I probably should have. My hands shook badly from the continue reading …