The meat soaked it up quickly. Gabby stirred them with a plastic spoon until she was sure each piece glistened with the medication. She returned to the alley behind Josh’s house and knelt by the fence, heart racing. One by one, she tossed the treats through the gaps.
The first few missed their mark, landing too far. Gabby adjusted her aim and tried again, whispering encouragement under her breath. One dog sniffed. Another limped over. Soon, the starving dogs began to eat—desperately, greedily. Gabby kept throwing, her hands steady even as her heart stuttered inside her chest.