People mocked for his smell and looks, he stood broken—yet still wagged his tail, begging for help!
Mocked for his smell and ragged appearance, he stood there broken and alone. His fur was matted, his body weak—but his spirit refused to fade. With every ounce of strength, he wagged his tail, silently pleading for kindness. When compassion finally found him, his healing began—and hope returned.
