A Puppy’s Quiet Fight: A Story of Care and Small Victories
The puppy’s eyes were shut tight, his tiny body trembling in the midnight cold. A broken leg, small and fragile, curled beneath him like a forgotten promise. I found him in an alley, tucked against a cardboard box. His whimpers were soft, barely louder than the wind. I knelt, my knees damp from the pavement, …