
One night in late November, there was a loud explosion. The sky flashed white. Yura didn’t know what the sound was. She only knew it meant death might be near. She ran.
Yura — or Yurha, as her family calls her — is a 12-year-old shepherd dog. Her

One night in late November, there was a loud explosion. The sky flashed white. Yura didn’t know what the sound was. She only knew it meant death might be near. She ran.
Yura — or Yurha, as her family calls her — is a 12-year-old shepherd dog. Her