01/01/2025
In the far corner of the rescue camp, behind rusted metal bars, sat Shadow, a sleek black dog with soulful, tearful eyes. Day after day, he watched people pass by, their gazes quickly shifting to younger, more cheerful pups. Shadow had a calm demeanor and a quiet strength, but the sadness in his eyes always seemed to push people away. He wasnβt the kind of dog that wagged his tail exuberantly or jumped up to greet every visitor. His expression spoke a deeper truthβa longing for freedom, a plea for someone to see beyond the bars and into his heart.
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