I dropped to my knees beside him.
“You stood.”
His tail began moving.
“You stood by yourself.”
I called Dr. Morris before I even went inside.
She laughed when I told her.
“Three seconds?”
“Maybe four.”
“Don’t push him.”
“I won’t.”
“Seriously.”
“I know.”
“Three seconds today does not mean thirty seconds tomorrow.”
“I know.”
But something had changed.
Until then, hope had belonged to the doctors.
A possibility.
A percentage nobody wanted to name.
Now I had seen Sombra hold his own body above the ground.
Four weeks after I found him beside the road, he took his first unsupported step.Browse Reference
Just one.
His rear right paw moved forward.
His rear left followed badly.
Then he sat down.
I cried harder than he had the day I carried him..
Progress made me greedy.
That was the danger.
Once Sombra took one step, I wanted two.
