Shadow. Michael Morpurgo

anyway, I threw a stone at this dog to shoo her away. But she stayed right where she was, and would not move. She just sat there.

      I saw then that she was shivering. You could see her hipbones sticking out – she was that thin. She had sores all over her, and you could tell she was starving. So instead of throwing another stone at her, I threw her a piece of stale bread. She snapped it up at once, chewed on it, swallowed it, and then licked her lips, waiting for more.