Although the dogs were hungry and thirsty, they still consciously lined up to receive food…
In the quiet outskirts of a small town in southern Missouri, just where the paved road dissolves into gravel and wildflowers frame every fencepost, something remarkable was happening each morning. It began, as all beautiful things do, in silence. A line of dogs, some shaggy, some lean, some just pups, others grizzled with age, would…