Lori Wolf

“Thank you for doing this for him,” my vet said, patting the top of Odin’s head.
I wondered about this statement. Although I had adopted Odin only a few months before his accident, he was now my responsibility, my family member. I would do whatever it took to help him recover from his herniated disc. The mounting vet bill—I’d deal with it, find another job, if I needed to.