A Dog Story: Little Reba of a Different Color

I noticed her first because of her yelp – well, it was more of a yip than a yelp. I would pass the cage (one of the darker ones, so if a dark coloured dog was in residence it was not easy to make him out) and this little, hopeful sound would issue forth. When I opened up and peered inside, a charming, earnest little face looked up, and I could swear she smiled at me. I was hooked.

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