They tied him up in a plastic bag and left him by garbage.
Not trash — a living baby.
Too weak to cry. Sick. Limp.
Then we heard a faint sound.
That cry changed everything.
We ran. Opened the bag. Rushed him to the vet.
“If you were a little late, he wouldn’t have survived.”
Today, he’s alive. Healing.
Still we ask — how can anyone do this?
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