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

to clear the  door, apparently assuming it contained discarded supplies. He placed it beside the bench and went inside the bakery.

The wind did the rest.

At 5:56, the box tipped onto its side and rolled beyond the reach of the camera. A pale shape crawled out and disappeared toward the lot.

Sophie had spent less than an hour outside.

It had nearly killed continue reading …