Madison’s Prayer and the Motorcycle Rider Who Answered It

It was written in a child’s handwriting, in crayon on lined notebook paper. “Please save Daisy. She’s all I have left.

Daddy says she has to die but I know angels ride motorcycles. I prayed you’d find her. There’s $7.43 in her collar.

It’s all my tooth fairy money. Please don’t let her die alone. Love, Madison, age 7.” I checked the collar pocket and found the coins wrapped carefully in tissue.

I looked at Daisy again. She was tired, but her eyes were gentle and trusting. I couldn’t leave her there.

I lifted her onto my jacket, untied the chain, and drove straight to the nearest emergency animal clinic. The veterinarian worked quickly, giving Daisy oxygen and easing her pain. They told me the swelling was serious, but treatment could give her comfort and possibly more time.

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