A Puppy’s Quiet Courage Found in a Weekend’s Gentle Light
The puppy limped through the morning mist, tail wagging like a faint metronome. His eyes, one swollen shut, held a spark that tugged at my heart. We saw him first on a Saturday, trailing two boys down a sunlit path. His tiny paws danced, chasing their laughter. My family smiled from the car, charmed by …