One possible version:That's when I met her -a twelve-week-old dog.Shehad big ears and bright eyes.She was so cute that justlooking at her brought a smile to my face.Full of energyand excitement,she ran in circles inside the pen,catchingher tail until she fell over.She then caught her tail betweenher teeth as if she'd finally beat an old enemy.I laughed,and the sound of my own laughter surprised me.It hadbeen years since I'd laughed out loud.I just stood therewatching her for what seemed like hours.Finally,I reached into the pen and lifted the dog intomy arms.She climbed up to my face and licked me withher warm,wet tongue.After a while,she calmed down,resting her head on my arm and staring into my eyes.Thenshe closed her eyes and let out a deep breath,as if to say,"You're here now.Everything's going to be okay."At thatmoment,I realized we needed each other.Not long after,Iadopted her.I would have missed that life-changingmeeting had I not been willing to give a little of my time
