Vulnerability is the biggest enemy of trust |
Hopping with joy all over the cage, the little white puppy was ready to play, he had many visitors but none was ready to play as for them the white pup was a burden without a leg. One day our pup had a visitor who decided to take him home but the pleasure quickly faded away when he started the angry abuse. Days passed and our pup was grown up to be thin, all skin and bones with all the beatings he had to face. Scared & tired with the blows our dog decided to run away, now when he became a stray life still wasn't kind to it. Strangers would beat him and the kids would through rocks. A fine day with little less misery for our dog came in quite a while. Looking for food here and there our dog sat near a tree in the shade to take a breath but soon he was alarmed by an uninvited visitor. It was a little girl with cookies in her hands, she streched her arm and offered to our dog a bite. Leaning forward she even tried to touch it. But for our dog it was another danger as kindness was always a stranger so he growled and jumped, knocking the girl on the ground and ran away as far as it can leaving the little girl crying in vain. |