The Puppy Had a Note Tied to Her Paw-and Someone Promised to Call at Noon

to doing exactly that.

“You left a note,” I said. “It told me who you were.”

The adoption became final the following Thursday.

I did not frame the original note at Sophie’s eye level. It had already carried too much responsibility for one fragile piece of  paper. Instead, I placed it in a shadow box with the red hair tie and Lucy’s drawing, then hung continue reading …