Part 14 - Mavis Takes a Ride

Mavis shook like a leaf in the back of the animal control van. The woman who picked her up spoke in a soft, sweet voice, and put her pink sweater on her before taking her to the van, but that didn’t mean that Mavis wasn’t out of her wits. She didn’t eat the dish of food that the woman put in front of her. She wasn’t hungry. Her bottom was cold, and it smelled like sick dogs in the back of the van. She would have hidden under something, but there wasn’t anything to hide under.