They Told Me I Could Only Take One Dog Home Until I Saw What Happened When They Tried to Separate Them

It took time and patience and a kind of coordinated tenderness that Margaret found unexpectedly moving. Once he was settled, Beans needed no encouragement. He climbed in and curled against Harold’s chest and was, within moments, asleep.

The drive home was quiet. Harold slept. Beans watched the window with anxious eyes, keeping one paw on Harold’s side continue reading …