Triumph Above All novel

Her gaze soon wandered from the retrievers. “Daddy! That doggie there looks good too, the one with blue eyes! Oooh, that one with long fur is very cute, it looks like a little old man!”

Lola kept looking here and there; if given a choice, she would have taken home every dog she saw.

Skylar gently stroked his daughter’s hair and said with a touch of resignation, “Sweetheart, you’re only allowed to pick one doggie, alright? One that you like best.”

In all honesty, his fortune was so vast that it was entirely possible for him to buy one of every dog breed in the world. Buying every dog in this facility would barely make a dent in his finances. However, Lola was still a child in the process of growing up, and there were some important life lessons that she needed to understand.

One of these lessons was that she had to learn how to make trade-offs for something she wanted.

Lola nodded vigorously when she heard what Skylar said. Turning her gaze back to the dogs in the pens, she looked them over again even more intently than before.

hurry her either; he merely waited patiently for her

little while, Lola suddenly pointed in one direction and asked

she was pointing and discovered that she had spotted a very young golden retriever pup lying on the ground. It looked as if it was about to die and did not appear to be more than a month old. It had suffered a very serious injury to its leg, which was still bleeding. The pup must have been trampled on earlier when the dogs were lunging at the sides of the pens.

with great difficulty, it looked piteously in

to tell the little girl that it did not

eyes. Tugging at Skylar’s hand, she asked, “Daddy, the poor doggie’s hurt. Can we make it better, please?” What she meant was that she wanted Skylar to take the puppy to the animal hospital. However, she had not expected that her father would immediately agree and carry the injured pup out of the

neck and crushed it into powder. After that, he pushed the powder

Slowly, it extended its tongue and began licking at the powder on

gently stroked the site of the injury twice, then told Lola, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. The doggie will

doggie won’t die now?” Lola