A Young Dog’s Cry Echoed in the Street, Abandoned, Bleeding, and Begging for Help
The dog lay trembling at the building’s entrance. Blood matted his fur, his left hind leg twisted unnaturally. He was young, barely a year old, with soft brown eyes that held fear and pain. A woman’s voice cracked over the phone. She sobbed, begging for help. The dog, she said, wouldn’t survive without it. We …