It was past midnight when I spotted a small dog huddled on the shoulder of the highway. Something about him made me pull over. The scruffy mutt with weary eyes didn’t bark, didn’t run—he just waited. I offered him some beef jerky, and in that moment, he became mine. I named him Buddy.
I FOUND AN ABANDONED DOG ON THE HIGHWAY—AND HE SAVED MY LIFE
Chapter 3
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