Zoe rushed back home. True enough, Sherry wasn’t feeling well. It hadn’t been eating for the whole day. Not even its favorite snack or toy could lift its spirits.

Mia was wracked with worry. “Is it sick? I’ll get changed and go to the vet with you. I’m afraid it’ll get worse if we drag this out.”

She carried the puppy, thought about it, and said, “Given Dad’s condition, we can’t afford to leave him alone. I’ll run Sherry by the vet myself! I’m thinking about hiring a private nurse. That’ll mak