Biker Was Crying Over A Thing In That Blue Towel And I Had To Pull Over To See What Broke This Tough Man

Nomad sagged with relief. “Thank God.”

“She’s a fighter. Broken femur, road rash, mild shock. No internal bleeding. She’ll need surgery and weeks of recovery. Do you know who owns her?”

“No collar, no chip,” he said. “I checked. She’s either dumped or a stray.”

“She’ll go to the county shelter after treatment,” the vet said. “They’ll try to find her a home, but with the medical bills…”

She didn’t finish. We knew what she meant.

Nomad stood. “How much for everything? Surgery, recovery, all of it?”Continue reading…