Blind, Alone, and Dying in a Crate… But I Couldn’t Leave Him There 🇺🇸
I’ll never forget the smell. Damp cardboard, mold, and something far worse — the unmistakable scent of neglect. When I opened that crate behind the abandoned gas station, my heart …
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