We Found Her in the Trash
It started on an ordinary day, the kind of day when nothing remarkable seems to be in the cards. A few city workers in bright orange vests were going about their usual morning routine, tossing bags of garbage into the back of a roaring truck. The stench was unpleasant, sure, but nothing they weren’t used to. Until one of them stopped mid-throw, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Did you hear that?” he asked.
Amid the heaps of greasy pizza boxes, soda cans, and discarded takeout containers lay a tiny, trembling puppy. Her fur was matted with grime, and her ribs poked through her skin like fragile twigs. She couldn’t have been more than a few weeks old, her eyes barely open. The workers exchanged looks, unsure of what to do.
What happened next was a testament to the kindness that still exists in the world. The crew decided to take a chance on her.
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