Victor Acquista

She’s 7.5 lbs, about a year old according to our veterinarian’s office that scanned the stray dog after she came into our lives earlier this week. No chip, no collar, unclaimed days later. My wife named her Mia. Cradled in my arms and lap, I note her slow breath and feel the comforting beat of her heart. We are connected in this moment of stillness. I project my thoughts in imagining what she thinks and feels—here and now I am safe and all my needs are met. Here and now, I am at peace. Here...