I DIDN’T MEAN TO STOP AT THE SHELTER—BUT HER EYES WOULDN’T LET ME LEAVE
I was only there to drop off old towels. You know, the kind of “small good deed” you do when you’re trying to feel useful after another job rejection and a voicemail from your ex saying she’s moving on. But as I passed the kennels, something made me pause. Not barking. Not whining. Just… silence.And … Read more