
He’s standing, his paws gently resting against the glass. Just like he’s done fo…
He’s standing, his paws gently resting against the glass. Just like he’s done for weeks. Months. Maybe longer. Every day, he watches. He waits. He hopes. He’s not the kind of dog that jumps, barks, or begs. He’s the kind of dog that waits. Quietly. With dignity. And today, he smiles. That smile—awkward, but radiant—was […]