The puppy lay in the dirt, ribs sharp against his skin. His eyes held a quiet, trembling hope.
Last night, I scrolled past a post on my phone. Another stray, forgotten in the endless feed. The subtitles were short, almost whispers: “Just skin and bones, abandoned.”
Nobody seemed to care. Pain had become ordinary, just another flicker on a screen. But those eyes—they wouldn’t let me go. At 3 a.m., I grabbed my keys. Time could mean life or death.
The alley was dark, thick with the smell of neglect. He was still there, curled in a corner. His tail gave a weak wag, too frail to stand.
This was his home, a patch of filth where he rested after days of silent begging. I knelt beside him, my heart heavy with his trust. He didn’t flinch. He just looked at me, as if he’d been waiting.

A Name and a New Beginning
We called him Dobby, like the elf—small, loyal, sweet. At the vet, the truth unfolded. Fleas, mange, infections. He weighed only fourteen pounds, a skeleton with a heartbeat.
His first bath was a struggle. He trembled, frightened by water, maybe for the first time. We used McDonald’s food to coax him, gentle words to soothe. Chlorhexidine helped his raw skin.
His pale gums worried us, but no transfusion was needed. A parasite, Hämobartonella, was eating his red blood cells. We adjusted his medicine. Dobby never complained.
His paw was hurt, an old wound worsened by hunger. He lifted it when he walked, a quiet limp. But his eyes stayed soft, trusting.
We gave him Simparica for his skin, antibiotics for the infections. Slowly, the itch faded. His fur might grow back soon. We caught him just in time. A few more days, and he wouldn’t be here.

The Magic of Small Things
Dobby loved his bed from the first moment. He curled into it, as if it were heaven. Every small thing was magic to him—a soft blanket, a kind touch.
At night, I found him sharing his bed with Amapola, another rescue. His look said, “How dare you interrupt?” and I laughed. He was healing, not just his body. His soul began to smile.
He followed me like a shadow, a little tick that wouldn’t let go. I’d pet him, and if I stopped, he’d nudge my hand, asking for more.
At mateadas, our local dog-lover meetups, Dobby grinned wide. He wanted every hug, every pat. And everyone wanted to give them. He was no longer invisible. He was seen, cherished.
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He’d sit close, his head on my knee, eyes saying what words couldn’t. I wondered about the life he’d known before, the one that left him so broken. But Dobby didn’t dwell there. He lived for now.
A Home Worth Waiting For
We knew Dobby’s forever home had to be special. He’d suffered too much for anything less. It had to be love—real, responsible, kind. Then it happened. A couple with hearts as big as his.
They had a three-legged greyhound, so we knew they understood broken things made whole. Dobby walked into their home and belonged. Within a day, he’d settled, as if he’d always been theirs.
Letting him go broke my heart. But love means wanting the best, even when it hurts. His new parents sent photos: Dobby on the beach, chasing waves.

Dobby curled on a couch, safe. Dobby with a toy, eyes bright. His adoption meant another could be saved. That’s the cycle—love, let go, rescue again. Seeing him smile was worth every tear.
Dobby changed. From forgotten to adored. From broken to whole. From dying to dreaming. He has walks now, kisses, cuddles. All the things he never knew, he has in abundance.
There are thousands like him, waiting, suffering. All it takes is someone to notice, to care, to act. You can’t change their past, but you can give them a future.
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