I thought I had found an abandoned puppy, but it was not a puppy at all, A year later, I was shocked by what it had grown into
During my morning walk, I spotted something tiny curled up by the trail, shivering in the cold. At first, I thought it was a newborn puppy—pink-skinned, eyes shut, barely moving. Its faint squeaks pulled me in, and instinct took over. I scooped the fragile little creature into my scarf, knowing it wouldn’t survive long alone….