Sky-Singer, the First Tamed Wolf
Before dogs slept by fires, wolves watched those fires from the dark. Their eyes glowed like twin embers beyond the ring of light, listening to the strange, soft sounds of …
Sky-Singer, the First Tamed Wolf Read MoreBefore dogs slept by fires, wolves watched those fires from the dark. Their eyes glowed like twin embers beyond the ring of light, listening to the strange, soft sounds of …
Sky-Singer, the First Tamed Wolf Read MoreThe sky over the Stone Age plain was always busy: vultures circling, mammoths marching, storms rolling in like dark mountains. But nothing shook the ground like Thunderhoof, the last giant …
Thunderhoof, the Last Giant Read MoreIn a neighborhood on the outskirts of Dallas, there was a brown street dog who seemed to belong to everyone and no one. He had no collar, no tag, just …
The Street Dog Who Followed Everyone Read MoreIn rural Tennessee, at the end of a long gravel road, a small rescue farm took in the animals nobody else wanted. That’s where Magnolia arrived—led shakily off a trailer, …
The Blind Horse Nobody Wanted Read MoreWildfires tore through a California hillside neighborhood in less than a day, turning homes into chimneys and trees into black skeletons against an orange sky. Evacuation orders came fast; some …
The Cat Who Returned to the Burned House Read MoreOn a forgotten stretch of highway in Missouri, there was a roadside “petting zoo” that was more rust than fence, more mud than grass. Families stopped on long drives to …
The Goat at the Roadside Zoo Read MoreAt a strip-mall mechanic shop in California, Monday mornings usually started with coffee, complaints, and the sound of air tools. On one particular morning, they started with a faint, terrified …
The Kitten in the Car Engine Read MoreHis shelter name was Harvey, but his original name—the one whispered to him when his face was still mostly brown instead of gray—had been long forgotten by everyone but him. …
The Senior Dog Returned Again and Again Read MoreThe Seattle shelter had one big window that faced the street, and in that window, almost every afternoon, sat a black-and-white cat named Oreo. He chose that spot himself—the warm …
The Shelter Cat at the Window Read MoreWhen the hurricane warnings came to a neighborhood outside Baton Rouge, most people grabbed what they could and left. Sirens screamed, rain hammered roofs, and water climbed the streets like …
The Pitbull in the Flood Read More