Rocky’s Hesitation
Rocky paused at the shelter’s door, shooting one last curious glance back inside. His tail wagged, but not with his usual vibrant bounce.
It was like he was leaving a big piece of his journey behind. “Hey, don’t worry, buddy. We’re heading home now,” I reassured him, gently tugging the leash.
Rocky gave a slight nod, as if weighing my words, and slowly turned to follow me. I could tell he was anxious, but ready for whatever was next.