back corner, a scruffy, wire-haired terrier mix with ears that were comically large for his head. He wasn’t barking. He was shaking so hard his teeth chattered.
“He’s a biter,” the kennel attendant said, looking at his clipboard—the same way the caseworker looked at hers. “Guarded his property when the cops came in. Wouldn’t let ’em near the kid’s room.continue reading …
