A Boy and His Dog

I want to tell you a story about a boy and his dog...

Once upon a time, a boy went to work. Within his work day, he was asked to go to the "metal yard" to deliver scraps (or pick up new...could have been either). He and his truck waited in line for his turn to be helped by the metal yard workers.

As he was waiting, he noticed a very black, quiet, still puppy/dog laying on the cement off to the side. When he got up to the workers, he asked, "who's dog is that?" "Yours" the yard workers replied. "Get her out of here. We don't know where she came from. She's abandoned and we're afraid she's gonna get hurt around here."

The boy opened the door to his truck, called her, and she came. She was weak, skinny, frail, in need of water, food, and love. The boy rescued her.

We don't know where she came from. We don't know what the first few months of her life were like. We aren't sure what the connection was to the boy. But it is evident there is a connection. She loves us all. But there's nobody who comes close to the boy who rescued her. She loves him best of all!