Sugar’s body showed the strain of surviving on scraps. When we found Sugar, she was picking through piles of garbage in an empty lot. Plastic bags, food wrappers, and other waste covered the ground around her. Her head stayed low as she moved from one pile to the next. Her fur was dirty and filled with lice. Despite her condition, she walked straight toward us and allowed us to place a leash on her. Her gentle nature stood out from the moment we met her, and it was the reason we named her…
