“No matter where I am, I feel lost. As if I don’t have a purpose. How am I supposed to continue on when it feels as if I’ll never find my way?” I asked my friend Quinn. There was a beat of silence before she sat up on the bed and spoke. Quinn smiled and ...

You bit my toe when we met. You fell asleep on my couch. You made me so nervous to leave you You didn’t have a crate You were locked in the bathroom. You cried for hours until mommy came home. You claimed me as your puppy that day. You hate it when I leave. You ...