By daily 
Two little puppies named Milo and Luna huddled together on a quiet street corner. Their tiny bodies shivered from the cold, and their big, hopeful eyes scanned every passerby, longing for a warm touch or a gentle word.
Milo, the braver of the two, would wag his tail whenever someone walked by, his heart full of hope that this time, someone might stop. Luna, smaller and shy, pressed against him, seeking comfort in his warmth. Despite their tiny size, their spirits were strong, fueled by the simple wish for a place to call home.
Night after night, they waited, dreaming of soft beds, full bellies, and the loving arms of a kind human. They imagined running in a garden, playing with toys, and feeling the warmth of a fire on their fur as they drifted to sleep.
One day, as the sky turned pink with the dawn, a woman named Grace noticed them. She paused, seeing their longing eyes and wagging tails. Her heart melted. Kneeling down, she gently reached out to them. Milo eagerly licked her hand, and even shy Luna edged closer, sensing the kindness in Grace’s touch.
Without hesitation, Grace scooped them up and whispered, “Let’s go home.” In that moment, Milo and Luna’s wish came true. They had found their place in the world—a home filled with love, warmth, and the promise of never being alone again.