The veterinarian looked at Addison with a serious expression and informed her that the animal she was holding did not resemble a puppy. These words struck Addison like lightning. She stood speechless, frozen in the sterile examination room. Her mind raced as she clutched the small, furry creature, trying to process this unexpected revelation. She had been so sure, so convinced that she had rescued an abandoned puppy from the forest.
Addison lowered her gaze to the animal, and suddenly, its features seemed to change before her eyes. What she had assumed was a typical canine snout now appeared slightly elongated. The ears, which she had imagined to be floppy, now seemed more pointed and alert. Even the texture of the fur under her fingers, which she had thought was soft puppy fluff, felt strange, almost unusual. A wave of confusion and anxiety washed over Addison.
She began to question everything. If it wasn’t a puppy, then what was it? Was it a wild animal? Was it domesticated? Could it pose a potential danger? She worried about the implications for the small creature she had been so eager to help. As the veterinarian began to explain, Addison braced herself for more revelations. She realized that her act of rescue, though well-intentioned, might be far more complicated than she had initially imagined.
