Cheering her on

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By the end of the third week, Ivey was standing on her own. Wobbly at first, but determined. Cora would hold her upright, then let go slowly and cheer her on with soft hoots.
Amber recorded the moment with tears in her eyes. The staff who had once doubted the decision now came daily to observe. “She’s thriving,” the vet said quietly, “because of Cora.”
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