My Dog Couldn’t Walk in 2024 Two Years Later, He Ran Toward Me When I Needed Him Most

They do not show how many times I carried him outside at three in the morning.

They do not show the veterinary bills stacked inside my kitchen drawer.

They do not show the message my landlord sent telling me I was late with the rent again.

And they certainly do not show what happened ten minutes before that photograph was taken.

I had been sitting on the bathroom floor with the door locked, pressing both hands over my face so Buddy would not hear me crying.