At 3 AM, I found a Golden Retriever named Daisy chained to the old Cedar Creek Bridge. She was barely alive, with a tumor on her belly.
Left beside her were water, a worn stuffed duck, and two notes—one from an adult explaining they couldn’t afford to care for her, and one from a child that changed everything.
The second note was from a seven-year-old girl named Madison. Written in crayon, it begged whoever found Daisy to save her. She included $7.43—all her tooth fairy money—and wrote that she believed angels on motorcycles would come to help. Her innocence and hope deeply moved me.
