“In the bottom corner we saw an emaciated corgi, peeking around the corner, watching us leave. She would glance down at the floor, back to us, and down again. Her legs trembled unsteadily, and a thin line of drool escaped her mouth. But she made no move toward the food in the bowl yet.”

“In the bottom corner we saw an emaciated corgi, peeking around the corner, watching us leave. She would glance down at the floor, back to us, and down again. Her legs trembled unsteadily, and a thin line of drool escaped her mouth. But she made no move toward the food in the bowl yet.”

— Todd McAulty