Twenty years later, Dr. Joel Locketz can still remember the woman and girl with the sick puppy. They came into his Animal Medical Clinic on Hennepin Avenue in Minneapolis holding Boots, a spaniel mutt that their neighbor was planning to take to the pound.
Boots was stricken with the parvovirus, which was almost an epidemic at the time. She had been vomiting and was dehydrated and, if left untreated, would certainly die.
But the woman, Elaine Franczak, had very little money. The medication cost $500, far more than Franczak could afford.
Locketz looked at Elaine and her daughter, 10-year-old Alisha, and the little dog, Boots. Don't worry about it, he said, we'll pay for the medicine.
Elaine and Alisha crushed the pills up in baby food and force-fed the dog. Elaine sat up with her around the clock for several days, caring for Boots, making sure she ate and drank water. Slowly, she got better and better and eventually recovered completely.
Elaine Franczak intended to pay Locketz back. "She'd stop by with a dollar or two," Locketz recalled, "whatever she could afford that week."
After a while, Elaine Franczak stopped coming. What Locketz didn't know is that Elaine was a heroin addict. So was her husband. For several years, they rotated in and out of rehab. Alisha never knew when one of her parents would disappear. Sometimes she lived with one or the other, sometimes relatives took her in.
"Boots was the only constant thing in my life," said Alisha, now 30. "Mom was in and out of prison, but she had a bond with that dog, and she saw my dependence on Boots. Boots followed me wherever I went and she slept with me every night. She was very protective of me."