The call came from the middle of nowhere. A frightened dog had been spotted, alone and desperate, running through open…

They called him Attila. When we first met, he was more joy than sorrow, more hope than despair. Despite his…

They called him Warrior. For years, he had wandered the streets, homeless and alone. His body was frail, but what…

It began with horror. At the entrance to a building, inside a food tray near an elevator, someone stumbled upon…

It was April 15th, a day already heavy with sorrow. I had just walked back into the treatment area after…