In the midst of harsh winter days, a lone puppy stood in anticipation. Every time someone passed by, he would stand up, wag his tail, and look at them with hopeful eyes. This tiny creature lay in the biting cold snow, brimming with faith and waiting for a miracle.

Their only refuge, a neglected cardboard box left behind by some uncaring soul, housed three other exhausted puppies.

Upon bringing them home, I endeavored to warm them up and provide them with a much-needed meal. Their frail bodies were riddled with blood-sucking ticks.

Considering their critical condition and stress, bathing was not an immediate option. We rushed to the vet late in the night and were met with a sigh of relief as the doctor was still present. The doctor proceeded to administer first aid to the puppies and conducted necessary tests.

We used an antiseptic spray to alleviate itching and scratching, aiming to make the puppies more comfortable.

The doctor provided them with eye drops and started an infusion. In his professional opinion, the rescue was nothing short of a miracle. A little longer in the cold, and the puppies’ lives would have been gravely threatened.

Questions lingered—who had left them in such a state, and where was their mother? The answers remained elusive. Three days later, their condition improved significantly. The pups began to waddle around the vet’s office, curiously exploring their surroundings. Their survival in such harsh conditions was truly a testament to their resilience.

Perhaps it was divine intervention that gave them the strength to endure their struggles until help arrived. Now we look forward to seeing them healthy and happy, quickly growing into beautiful dogs.