The tall trees, autumn leaves falling, the sound of cicadas, the stream at the middle of the forest. She runs around catching her ball, playing alone has kept her boredom to minimal. The squirrels ran away when they noticed her presence, she once again threw the ball and tried to run after it. She stopped as she saw a beautiful black fur lying in the woods, it was a puppy and it was bleeding and hot, it seemed like it had a fever. She immediately looks for the handkerchief her mother told to always keep with her. Carefully folding the white cloth, she slowly ties in onto the puppy wound on its belly just to stop the bleeding. Carefully not trying to wake up the puppy, she carried it home. “Mother, let's save the puppy!” Upon seeing the small figure of the feral, her mother got worri
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