I was cutting through a side street to avoid traffic when I saw her. Just off the road, behind a chain-link fence, was this little white dog—tied up with a thick chain like she was some kind of threat. No shelter. No blanket. Just two tipped-over bowls and a patch of dead dirt where she must’ve paced for days.
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