For three long days, Alf had sat by the side of old Millie, leaving her only to go out to the garden through the open back door to answer the call of nature. Though she was cold and lifeless he"d refused to leave her, preferring instead to snuggle close to the only human being who"d ever really cared for him and loved him. Millie was the one who"d saved his life when she"d found him beaten and bedraggled, floating half-dead by the side of the river, where he"d been thrown by his previous callous and uncaring owner for reasons Alf was never aware of. All he"d ever done was to try to give his love to the man, and he"d been repaid with cruelty and barbarism.
He"d found such love and warmth with Millie, who"d treated him the way a dog should be treated. He had a warm bed at night, toys to pla
