The Vet Had Forty-Eight Hours to Save a Blind Cub, and One Old Dog Noticed His Scent

once, because she knew him too well. “But Murphy wouldn’t come out of the den for dinner until Ash went in first and brought him.”

Daniel closed his eyes.

“Is he in pain?”

“No. He ate. He’s resting. But the habitat is getting bigger than his body can handle, and Ash knows it.” Claire paused. “You should come soon. Not for an emergency. For them.”

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