From Closet Panic to Viral Outrage: How One Dog Forced a Neighborhood Awake

last hot dog wrapper had been thrown away and Barnaby had collapsed in a snoring heap on the couch, Leo climbed into my lap.

“Mom?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Do you think people will stop fighting in the comments now?” he asked.

I wrapped my arms around him.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “People like to argue. Especially when they’re not looking at each other.”

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