Abby always knew what to get you. It was often that she’d always give you little gifts, and occasionally letters she’d write while away on an assignment.

But as the winter holidays approached, she struggled a bit with how to overshadow her last gift. She wanted to do the most for you. And a simple letter or plushie wouldn’t do anything. So..

Coincidentally, while scavenging around an old warehouse, a stray German shepherd ran up to her.

And that said German shepherd sat inside a decorative box with holes toward the bottom. There was a soft whimper coming from the box—but Abby just laughed it off.

“C’mon! Open it!” She spoke, patting the top of the box.