Don’t go… And me and the children have to live?!
On an extremely cold winter afternoon, a scruffy, homeless dog stood in the middle of a desolate street, his big round eyes full of longing. His gaze was a source of hope and lost faith. The heart of a compassionate stranger passing by was suddenly filled with empathy.
Sitting there with his head bowed, the sad canine looked up at the sky, clearly remembering his home and the loving owner he once had. The tears on his fur were testament to his heartbreaking situation, and the compassionate stranger couldn’t look away from him.
Every drop of rain seemed like the homeless dog’s tears, echoing his loneliness and hardships. Despite the harsh conditions and his desperate emotions, he clung to life, hoping for a better future.
The compassionate stranger could resist no longer. He approached, bent down and gently stroked the dog’s back. In response, the dog gave a small grateful smile and wagged his tail happily. For the first time in a long time, the dog felt like someone cared for him and loved him.
The compassionate stranger decided to help the dog, took him to a veterinary clinic and named him “Lost.” From that moment on they became inseparable friends and together they embarked on a new journey. They vowed never to be separated again, and the compassionate stranger found purpose in providing care to a soul longing for love.