“After about 45 minutes of driving, I start feeling her cold nose touching my elbow,” Nemeth said. “And she was just sitting back there behind me, smiling as big as day. It was in that moment I realized, ‘OK, this will all be good. We just have to get her to a good place.’”
The newfound friends drove all the way back to Atlanta without stopping, finally getting back around 3 a.m. Nemeth set up Soda-Pup in her very own room in the house and made a vet appointment for her the next day.