Homeless Canine Children

Every time it rained, she felt miserable. Where would they find shelter from the downpour? People seldom let them take refuge. Every year when winter hit, her heart broke at the thought of them shivering in the cold. Every summer, she wished she could leave out bowls of water without people stealing them. The poor beings suffered from thirst. “Is there any season that is kind to them?” She replied to herself, “No.”


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