I Asked Why He Wouldn’t Put His Dog Down—And His Answer Haunts Me
It was my usual jog through the park trail, headphones in, mind drifting. That’s when I saw him—an older man with a long white beard, dragging a little cart behind him. In it was a dog—gray-faced, stiff, barely moving. Another younger dog trotted beside them. At first I smiled, kind of touched. But then I…
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