I CAME ACROSS A DOG SITTING BY HERSELF IN THE HARDWARE AISLE—AND HER TAG HAD ONLY ONE WORD ON IT
I never expected a quick late-night trip for duct tape and batteries to turn my entire week—maybe even my life—on its head. I wasn’t looking for any surprises. My landlord had just announced yet another rent hike, and the only thing keeping me from scrubbing the whole apartment in frustration was a busted kitchen drawer…