[post_page_title]Holding out hope[/post_page_title]
As Rico approached the mysterious shape, he realized he was looking at a dog. It was another stray. Plus, there was no way of telling its breed thanks to all the hair loss and boney appearance.
However, there was something Rico could easily see – the dog was terrified. It could have been living on the street for months or even years, and it looked as though it was ready to give up the battle. Rico needed to hold out hope. That was it; he would call her Hope.
