When My Dog Broke a Window and the Internet Put Us on Trial

Dana. I’m with Family & Child Services.”

I felt my spine lock up. “Already spoke to someone at the hospital. We’re working on emergency housing.”

“I know,” she said. “This is a follow-up. Can I come in?”

Barnaby answered first, squeezing past me to sniff her knees. She laughed nervously, then froze as he leaned all 150 pounds against her legs.

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