“In the rush of life, I found a tiny soul… and an endless love.”
One early morning, while riding my electric bicycle to the market,
I came across a heartbreaking sight —
a tiny white puppy was dragging itself along the hot, crowded street, struggling to breathe.
I stopped immediately, knelt down, and gently lifted the trembling little body into my arms.
Its fur was dirty, its body weak, and its eyes — full of silent pleading.
I carefully placed it inside my helmet, set it in the basket of my e-bike, and rode home as fast as I could.
Once home, I bathed it clean and fed it warm milk from a bottle.
It relaxed in my lap, its eyes slowly brightening — as if it finally knew it was safe.
In the following days, I cared for it like my own child.
As it grew, it became cheerful, playful, and incredibly adorable, running all around the house and making friends with everyone.
Its cuteness melted every heart in the family — everyone loved to play with it.
Whenever it wagged its tail or curled up beside us, all worries seemed to fade away.
Now, as I watch it sleep peacefully in the small basket near the kitchen,
I realize that a simple act of kindness has filled my home with love.
I thought I had rescued it… but perhaps, it was the one who rescued me. 🤍🐾
