A dog at my workplace gave birth to puppies again. Yesterday, for some unknown reason, she moved her puppies to a not-so-safe spot near the garbage bin. Very little protection from the rain and this morning the sound of motorbikes startled the puppies and made a couple of them fall into the ditch in fright.
Although he looks happy he's actually yelping for help.
" ..Yelp me..yelp me, Momeee!"
Mommi said, "I'd like to help you but you are getting heavier and I have to feed your brothers. Get out of the ditch yourself, you've got to learn!" That yellow thing is the garbage bin I was talking about and underneath is just about all the shelter they get from wind and rain.
"The ditch is too deep and I am still too short....sob..."
"Boohoohoo...it's a jungle out here! Oh? Who's hand is this? This kind hand that saves me from my miry pit??" Of course, none other than Aunty Tooki once she's done with the flashy box.
"Oh, my brother! Am I glad you're back! Let us hug each other and never be parted again!" Your soft body is also better than the prickly grass.
Exhausted, little lost puppy fell asleep underneath his garbage home. Good news, a workmate has his eye on this little cutie so he will soon have a loving, forever home. As soon as this week, I think.