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

his back, paws in the air, tongue lolling out, as if saving lives was the most exhausting thing in the world.

I sat on the floor next to him and buried my hand in his thick fur.

“I know you don’t read comments,” I said. “You’re smarter than I am.”

He snored in reply.

The controversial part, I guess, is this: people kept asking if I “trusted” Sarah.

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