It hasn’t been easy for this little dog to survive so far. The little dog lying in my hand had almost given up hope. I felt sorry for him, and I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. I thought he had been abused by his previous owner and wanted to run away, but he was too exhausted to continue.

We had to administer first aid to ensure his survival. His entire body was dirty, and his brown fur was stained with blood. He was too young to endure such hardships, and I was deeply upset by the cruelty inflicted upon him.

I wrapped him in a cloth to keep him warm. Despite the bloodstains making him look mangy, it was clear that he was extremely weak. We took him to the hospital for active treatment, knowing that his body was sore all over. To ease his pain, we placed cotton around him. The poor puppy had been hit in the head and was having seizures. We administered injections, hoping he would recover.

During treatment, his hair began to grow back in patches. I did my best to stay by his side, comforting him with love, hugs, and kisses. A few people followed his story and texted me for updates. He was still weak, so I fed him formula and cereal. The doctor asked me to monitor his condition carefully.

With time and love, he started to show signs of improvement. His recovery was evident, and despite his young age, he demonstrated extraordinary resilience. He was a true warrior. Just wait, little dog; you’ll be home with me in a week.