Forsaken
I press a kiss to her head before making my way to the counter with the remaining items I had to purchase.
Lately, I'd been carrying Sassy around whenever and wherever I could; she didn't mind at all. I'd gotten attached to her quite easily and knew I only had a few more weeks of being able to lift her myself. Sassy was growing at an alarming rate, or maybe I just thought so because she was my first dog. Either way, I knew my noodle arms wouldn't be able to lift her much longer.
"There's a machine near the front of the shop where you can do it yourself," the cashier says, gesturing at the tag in his fingers after scanning it. "If we do it, it'll take a day or two to get to you."