Her fingers trembling slightly as she typed a hurried message to her friend, Peter, the town’s trusted veterinarian. Her instincts told her that he needed to know what was happening, even though she could already predict his reaction.
Julie: A moose just walked into the hospital. Plastic tangled around its antlers. Looks like it needs help—or it’s trying to tell me something. The reply came almost immediately, the disbelief clear in every word.