Everyone Laughed When My Cat Brought Home Puppies… Until the Police Showed Up (3 of 3)

I still think about those puppies. The shelter called a few weeks later to say they were healthy, adopted, and thriving. I like to imagine them growing up with the same wild, brave heart as the cat who saved them.

And every now and then, when Daisy curls up by the fire, I whisper, “You did good, girl.” She just blinks at me, like it’s no big deal—because for her, maybe it never was.