Sometimes there are calls from the police. There's a pit bull left in the house they raided. Sometimes someone calls about a shepherd snarling at kids. Other times it is a sighting near an empty lot, a thin dog chained to a tree. Armed with a net and a catchpole, they come to retrieve the homeless, the neglected, those left behind in forgotten neighborhoods of Detroit. They bring blankets, dog biscuits, and bargaining words. Sometimes they visit the safe houses where dogs assemble as packs, sleep on old couch cushions, reclaiming mattresses and rooms where the rain stains the floors.
D.M. over 8 years ago