I was driving along County Road 12 on a hectic morning when I noticed something unexpected by the side of the road—a small group of four boxer puppies, muddied and shivering like fragile leaves in the wind, huddled near a ditch. I had no plans to stop; I was already behind schedule for an important customer meeting and had endured a trying morning. Yet, when I saw them, I couldn’t just drive past. There was no sign of a mother…