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

away. I slid the dish closer until its rim rested against the plastic.

She took one lick.

Then another.

After four bites, she stopped. It was not much, but it was enough to raise her blood sugar and put a little color back into her gums.

I stayed beside her kennel while Lena saw her morning appointments. I told myself I was waiting for the noon call because continue reading …