Yes, there was water — but in a sealed bottle. I was furious. How is a dog supposed to drink from a closed bottle?! I couldn’t wait any longer. I picked up a nearby rock and smashed the window with all my strength. The glass shattered. The alarm screamed across the parking lot — but I didn’t care.

I pulled the dog out. She collapsed beside me, breathing hard, but she was already starting to recover. I poured water on her and called for help.

A few minutes later, the “owner” came running. His face twisted in anger:

“What the hell are you doing?! I’m calling the police!”

When the police arrived, something happened that none of us expected