One sunny afternoon, as the stall bustled with customers, Milo arrived as usual, hobbling on his short legs with an endearing determination. His big, soulful eyes were fixed on the sizzling chicken in the fryer. He patiently waited by the counter, capturing the hearts of onlookers with his irresistible charm.

As customers placed their orders and received their portions of golden-brown chicken, Milo waited patiently for his turn. His tail wagged incessantly, and his eyes never left Mr. Chen's every move. It was as though he knew that his patience would be rewarded.