The dog’s owner, a middle-aged man with a hard expression and unkempt clothes, strode purposefully towards the park’s entrance. Without a word, he unceremoniously dropped the dog by a tree, its leash still attached, and walked away, his footsteps echoing with indifference.
The dog, confused and weak, looked up with weary eyes as the man disappeared into the distance. The park’s lively ambiance seemed to fade, replaced by an oppressive silence. The dog’s gaze followed the man until he was out of sight, then dropped to the ground with a quiet whimper.
A young woman, walking her own dog, noticed the abandoned animal. Her heart ached at the sight of the sick creature left alone in such a beautiful, yet cruel, setting. She approached gently, kneeling beside the small dog. Her touch was tender, and she spoke softly, promising it that it would no longer be alone.