Questions And Curiosities
Dr. Thompson and Dr. Miller bombarded me with questions about the puppy’s arrival. “When did Daisy deliver? How did she behave?” they inquired, their curiosity palpable. Each question deepened my confusion, shrouding my already uncertain thoughts in a haze. I responded as best as I could, their intrigue quietly igniting my own. Why such intense focus on this one puppy? As their questioning persisted, so did the whirlwind in my mind—a tangled mix of mystery and mounting concern.
Questions And Curiosities
Racing Thoughts
My thoughts raced, weaving between hopeful possibilities and unsettling fears. What if this little one was truly extraordinary? And what if it wasn’t? Each scenario weighed heavily on my mind, crowding my thoughts. I tried to stay calm—for both Daisy and myself—but the fear of the unknown, mixed with a flicker of curiosity, refused to let go. Whatever awaited us, I clung to hope and braced myself for the answers that lay ahead.
Racing Thoughts
