Two Sisters, a Quiet Rescue, and a New Beginning for Daisy and Lily
The door slammed shut. Two dogs whimpered, their pleas ignored in the empty yard. Lily, the black one, pressed her nose against the gate. She barked softly, tail wagging, every time a shadow passed. Daisy, her white-furred sister, lay still, her swollen belly heavy with unborn pups. A scribbled note hung on the fence: “Please …