Somebody loves her. She must have been missing for a while. Skin and bone but still trusting. Hurting. She slowly climbed into my car. She got out at my home after I put all our dogs in the house. I gave her a meal. Now we are at the shelter. And she will not climb out the car. My heart is breaking for her. I wish I knew where her people were. So does she.
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