Adrian's POV
We pulled into the animal shelter parking lot, and I could immediately see Miranda's excitement build. As we walked through the entrance, her expression shifted between joy and sorrow at seeing so many animals without homes. She moved slowly between the kennels, her small fingers reaching through the bars to pet the eager puppies that rushed forward to greet her.
When we reached the last kennel, Miranda stopped abruptly. There, lying alone at the back of the enclosure, was a large dog with the saddest eyes I'd ever seen. He had floppy ears that hung low and short black fur with a distinctive white patch running from between his eyes down to his snout. One of his paws was completely white, standing out against his dark coat.
