March 16. “I have a broken heart tonight, Button.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Chotididi and I didn’t find Shabby in too good a shape. We called and called and called and finally spotted him sitting in one corner panting away. He didn’t eat the food we carried for him but made a beeline for some bones that were thrown away in a plastic bag. I only hope he is okay tomorrow.”
“What do you feel is wrong?”
“I don’t know for sure but he could be sick. Tomorrow will tell.”
“Living on the streets can be tough and he’s seen better days.”
“Just pray so we find him in better shape when we go to feed him tomorrow.”
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