I Asked a Bleeding Biker on the Curb if He Needed Help and He Said Save My Dog

to Afghanistan. He was a K9 handler. Daisy was his dog. Military working dog. Patrol and explosives. She and Danny served together for two years.”

“What happened to him?”

“Roadside bomb. Outside Kandahar. Two years ago this March.”

“Daisy?”

“Daisy was hurt bad but she lived. They retired her on medical. Mike spent eighteen months trying to get the military continue reading …