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They Told a Widow Her Hound Was Euthanized. Then a Stranger Said He Bought It Tuesday.

He said her hound was a stray, no chip, already euthanized - then the stranger behind her spoke up.

"No he hasn't. I bought that dog from this office on Tuesday."

Ora Dell Sizemore is 71. She drove a school bus on these roads for thirty years. She has no receipt for the brown hound and no witness to the day animal control took him off her porch. What she has is a shoebox under the sink - and the memory of her late husband Earl taking that dog to Barlow Animal Clinic in 2011 to be chipped.

Director Marlon Teague has the intake book, the scanner, and the public notice the weekly paper ran with her name and address on it, calling her a neglectful owner.

By Friday the stranger wouldn't testify - he'd paid cash and had a job to keep. The kennel worker named on Marlon's statement wasn't on shift that day. And the intake line for that Tuesday had been whited out and rewritten in Marlon's own hand.

So Ora Dell filed an appeal and asked the commission clerk to run the shelter's own scanner at the meeting.

The scanner beeps. The screen reads SIZEMORE, ORA DELL - implanted 06/14/2011 - Barlow Animal Clinic. Marlon is already calling it an equipment error.

That should have been the end of it.

But behind him, the county auditor opens his binder and asks who has been funding the shelter's Angel Fund - the donations that pay for vaccinations and spaying - for eleven years. The donor of record is listed only by initials. R.D.S.

Ora Dell stood up. "That's me. Ora Dell Sizemore."

Eleven years of money orders, mailed from the next town so nobody would know. Marlon had been draining the account of the one woman he was publicly humiliating, never once connecting the initials on the deposits to the widow at his counter.

The county took the shelter's accounts off his desk. The hound came home thin but alive.

The shoebox is still on her shelf. One stub in it was never mailed - eleven thousand dollars, dated the week Earl died, with a note on the back in his handwriting.

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Chapters

  1. 01 Chapter 1 529 words
  2. 02 Chapter 2 482 words
  3. 03 Chapter 3 501 words
  4. 04 Chapter 4 503 words
  5. 05 Chapter 5 487 words
  6. 06 Chapter 6 624 words
  7. 07 Chapter 7 1,195 words
  8. 08 Chapter 8 795 words

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