When I got home, my wife was surprised to see me holding a tiny ball of fur in my arms. “What’s going on?” she asked. “I found her by the roadside. She needs our help,” I replied, trying to contain my emotions.
My wife’s natural instinct kicked in immediately. She took the pup from my arms and gave her a warm shower with gentle, loving hands. As she dried her off, we observed the small details of the puppy’s appearance and realized she might have been recently abandoned by her previous owners.
