A Facebook friend of mine posted this.
Meet Blue and Rusty, two fragile little souls left behind in an empty field, shivering and clinging to each other for days as they tried to survive. They couldn't understand why they were cold, hungry, and so very alone.
When I found them, they were curled up inside a broken crate, soaked and silent.
Their eyes said everything, confusion, fear, and a quiet plea for help. Now they sit side by side in my car, still tense, still uncertain. What they don't yet realize is that we're driving toward something they've never truly had before: home.
Home means safety. A warm bed. Sunshine in the backyard.
Brothers and sisters to play with. Food, water, gentleness, and love. The fear in their eyes will take time to fade, but that's alright.
Because this time, they're not abandoned.
This time, they're safe.
This time, they're home.—Nancy Marlow

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