The Witness with Big Ears: How Love Outran a Closed Case

of him that made it back to my house.

A scruffy terrier mix named Radar.

A dirty grey sock with a hole in the toe.

And a promise I mailed in an envelope like a prayer.

Three days later, my front door was still unlocked.

And Radar was still keeping watch.

The first thing you learn when you foster is that your home can be full of life one day and hollow the continue reading …