The black little dog, of Scottish Terrier descent, stood up on his back legs with his front two paws pressed against the bars of his kennel. His shaggy hair fell over his eyes and his pink tongue stuck out in a cheerful grin. If he was a person, you would think he was smiling. Perhaps, he was grinning because he was finally being reunited with his owners after three months of separation.
â€śHello, Charlie,â€ť said the Animal Control officer. She opened the door and pushed him off her green uniform, as he jumped up on her legs in greeting. This was Charlie's day.