A Silent Plea for Help: The Injured Dog Who Wouldn’t Stop Following Me
It was just another evening as I walked through my neighborhood, the setting sun casting a warm glow over the streets. But then, I heard it—the sound of ragged, uneven breathing. Turning around, I saw a dog struggling to move toward me. Its fur was matted with dirt and blood, its body battered, and its…
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