"Whatcha got there?" the shelter director, Mary Steinbeiser, asks when officer Cheri France arrives and puts the carrying crate on the counter.
"A cat," France says. "I'm not sure if it's still alive."
Steinbeiser pulls the black and white cat, so cold it's rigid, out of the carrier. The eyes are closed. There's no movement. This is an awful moment for anyone who loves animals. She steels herself. And then hears the tiniest squeak. Read more.