Biker Found This Dog Chained To A Bridge With A Note!

Inside the collar, hidden in plastic, were $7.43 in coins—Madison’s child’s offering.

I knelt on the cold concrete, tears in my eyes. That little girl thought $7.43 could save her dog. That angels rode motorcycles. That prayers could matter.

Daisy dragged herself closer and rested her head on my lap.

“Your little girl loves you,” I whispered. “And she’s right. Sometimes angels ride motorcycles.”

I called my longtime vet, Dr. Amy.

“Amy? It’s Bear. Sorry to call at 3 AM but I found a dog… dumped, sick, a child’s note involved.”

“Bear… how bad?”

“Bad. But she’s alive. Please help.”

“Bring her in. I’ll be here.”

I carried Daisy to my truck. She lay in the passenger seat, eyes fixed on me. I retrieved my bike later.

Dr. Amy greeted us at the clinic. Her face fell.

“Bear, this is advanced. Even removing the tumor won’t guarantee anything.”

“Do it anyway.”

The surgery lasted hours. I waited in the lobby, clutching Madison’s note, picturing her crying for her dog. Her crayon drawings of defenders and angels swirled in my mind.

 

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