“Gramma, Gramma, come here. Quick!”I hightailed it to the door where my two excited grandsons asked “Gramma, do you know this dog?”“Hmm, I said, No, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him.”Standing on the front lawn was a skittish taupe-colored dog with his head hung low. He was young, around…
The Kindness of Strangers – Duke’s Story
