As I read on, the words painted a poignant picture of the man we met in the parking lot. “I’m doing my best to get back on my feet. One day, I hope to see you again, to know that you’re living the life I always wished for you. Until then, be a good girl.”

I paused, overcome with emotion. The words were an echo of a deep love and a selfless act of letting go. It was then that I realized Daisy’s presence was not just a gift to us, but also a testament to the bond she shared with her previous owner.

The letter concluded with, “Remember, you’re always in my heart. Take care of them, Daisy, as you always took care of me. Love, your old friend.”

Tears welled up in my eyes. Liam, sensing my emotion, leaned in to read the letter with me. “We have to write back,” he insisted, his voice filled with determination. “He should know she’s okay.”