She Had No One — So He Became Her Person

It was a quiet morning in Kissimmee, Florida.
The sky was pale and the air had that cool, early-day stillness before the world wakes up.

Deputy Josh Fiorelli was driving along a routine patrol route when something by the side of the road caught his eye — a small white shape lying still on the grass.

He slowed down.

At first, it looked like trash or maybe a bag caught in the wind. But as he drew closer, his heart sank.
It wasn’t debris.
It was a dog.

A beautiful white dog, motionless except for the faint rise and fall of her chest.