It was Nelly’s last day.
“You’re just too old, Nelly,” Baby, the chihuahua across from her, taunted. “Tough luck.” Baby had a new sign plastered to the front of her cage. She was all to happy to tell Nelly what it said. “Adopted.”
Nelly heard footsteps in the dark corridor. All the dogs, except Baby of course, stood and wagged their tails, ready to put on a show.
An unfamiliar human knelt in front of Nelly’s cage and smiled.
A new sign was placed on Nelly’s cage. She didn’t need Baby to tell her what it said. Adopted.
The Moral Mondays prompt this week is There’s No Place Like Home.