“Swim over here, I’ll adopt you”, Stray puppy jumped into the water after hearing the promise
New Friend
The fisherman cast his line into the river when he noticed a scruffy puppy on the opposite bank. It stared at him, uncertain. He called out, ‘If you can swim over, I’ll take you home!’
The puppy hesitated, paws shuffling. ‘Come on, little one! Be brave!’
The fisherman stood on the riverbank, watching the thin, scruffy puppy on the other side. He called out, firm but encouraging. ‘If you can swim over, I’ll take you home.’
Come Home with Me
‘Come on, little one! Swim over here! You won’t stand a chance there.’ He stretched out a hand. ‘Don’t be afraid! Come home with me, I’ll make you fish soup!’
Come, little one. I’ll cook you fish soup at home.
Into the Water
The puppy hesitated at the edge, quivering. The man called warmly, ‘Come on, jump!’
The river flowed between them. The pup glanced back, then forward. Time was running out.
Finally, a splash—he had made his choice.
Lively Pup
The man watched as the tiny puppy paddled through the water, fighting the current.
With each stroke, it edged closer, its wet fur clinging to its frame.
Aside from a few patches of irritated skin, it seemed in decent health.
The man smiled and called out, ‘Come on, little one! You’re almost here!’
Lost Puppy
The puppy wagged its tail, eyes bright. It tilted its head, letting out a soft bark. Its paws danced with energy.
The man chuckled. ‘Aren’t you a lively one?’ he mused as the pup pranced around. He watched the thin puppy sniffing around, its dark eyes darting. ‘Where’s your home?’ he murmured.
Humble Share
The man looked at the fish, then at the puppy watching him. ‘I only have small fish,’ he said, holding one up. ‘Want to eat it?’
He rummaged through his tackle box, found some bait, and offered a piece. He broke it in half and tossed part to the puppy.
It sniffed, then ate it, tail wagging. The puppy had clearly been hungry.
Laifu’s Fortune
‘I can call you Laifu, right?’ the man said, glancing at the puppy by his side.
As he cast his fishing line, the dog watched, tail wagging.
Laifu had swum across the river to him not long ago, but it already felt like they belonged together.
‘Laifu, luck is on our side today!’ The man grinned as he pulled in his catch.
Warm Invitation
As they headed home, the man glanced at the scrappy puppy and smiled. ‘I’ll make fish soup for you when we get back,’ he said.
To Laifu, it meant a warm meal, safety, and care—things he had never known.
The dog wagged his tail, sensing his life was changing.
Laifu nestled in his arms, unaware his life would change.
Laifu’s New Beginning
Laifu hesitated, body stiff. The car door was open, but he didn’t move.
Unfamiliar sights and smells unsettled him. ‘Come on, Laifu,’ the man coaxed. ‘This is your home.’
Fish Soup for Laifu
The family welcomed Laifu with joy. Laughter filled the air as they fussed over him.
True to his word, the man prepared the fish soup.
Simple but satisfying, Laifu devoured it, tail wagging. This was the start of his new life, filled with care.
Testing Laifu
The family watched Laifu during mealtime. He ate calmly, showing no aggression. Trusting his new family, he finished his meal, sighed, and curled up to rest.
After eating, Laifu scratched furiously, whining in discomfort.
Difficult Recovery
Laifu’s fur was patchy and scabbed, his skin raw from scratching. Fleas crawled through the little hair that remained.
The next morning, they prepared a medicinal bath for Laifu.
As he stood in the water, the solution eased his irritated skin. He shivered at first but soon relaxed.
Improving Condition
After a medicated bath, Laifu’s fur looked cleaner and smoother.
With care and nourishment, his health improved, and he scratched less.
Though recovery was ahead, the puppy was already better.
The family watched as rain drummed against the windows.
Walk After Rain
After the rain stopped, the family took Laifu for a walk.
He followed anyone who called him but stopped at his owner’s voice, ears perked for instructions. He was quickly adapting to his new home.
Fearless and playful, he followed strangers but always returned to his owner’s voice, ears perked and rushing back.
Doctor’s Examination
By the third day, Laifu needed a check-up.
His fur was cleaner, and he had more energy, but concerns remained.
The family took him to the hospital, where he sat quietly, trembling.
The vet confirmed he was about three months old with no serious issues besides a skin condition.
Rough Start
Laifu sat nervously in the car, tense with uncertainty. The hospital trip was new, and despite the gentle hands, he felt uneasy. As they left the clinic, warmth spread beneath him—he had peed.
Embarrassed, he shifted, ears drooping. But once home, his worries vanished, and his playful energy returned.
Generous Offer
After three days, Laifu felt part of the family. He settled in, his eyes showing trust, his playful energy growing.
‘Laifu, I’ve got a treat for you!’ The pup wagged his tail, eyes full of trust.
Scared and Frozen
Training Laifu was challenging.
The sight of a rope made him tense and fearful.
No matter how gently they introduced the leash, he froze, trembling.
Without it, he wagged his tail and played as if nothing had happened.
Laifu Runs Free
The leash came off, and Laifu relaxed.
‘Laifu, come here!’ his owner called, laughing.
Under the setting sun, Laifu looked carefree and at home.
Dust Mite Problem
Laifu had a dust mite allergy, confirmed by the vet. This explained his scratching and missing fur. Though not serious, he needed frequent baths and extra care.
Laifu stayed his cheerful self as the family discussed his treatment.
Laifu had been gaining weight, a sign of improving health. He enjoyed carrots and chicken breast, eating eagerly with a wagging tail.
Troublesome Tendencies
Laifu had a mischievous streak—he’d chase strangers but always returned when called.
Laifu also scavenged for food whenever he found it. His family knew this had to change but understood it would take time. As a former stray, he relied on scraps to survive.
Getting Used to It
Laifu first froze in fear at the leash but soon adjusted. Before long, he trotted beside his owner, unafraid, embracing change in his new home.
Frequent baths were essential for Laifu’s skin, yet red spots remained from his time as a stray.
A Trip to the Pet Hospital
Laifu loved rolling on the ground, a habit from his time as a stray. No matter how clean he got, he always ended up covered in dust again. His family laughed, knowing another bath would follow.
Laifu rolled on the ground and got dirty again. His family took him to a pet hospital, where the staff cleaned his fur. He disliked being handled but endured it.
Desperate to Escape
Laifu paced inside the cage, tense with unease. He whined, scratching at the bars, tail tucked. The scents of soap and antiseptic overwhelmed him. His heart pounded—he needed to get out, but the cage held firm.
Laifu barked non-stop as unfamiliar hands scrubbed his itchy skin. He squirmed, but there was no escaping the medicated soap. Would this help or was it just another ordeal?
Shaving His Hair
Laifu hesitated but allowed the treatment. He squirmed slightly but didn’t resist, and the process ended without issues.
To help Laifu heal, the family shaved his fur. Though necessary, they felt sorry for him. As the clippers buzzed, Laifu sat patiently.
Losing His Hair
Laifu stayed still, tense but obedient. The clippers buzzed, and he shivered as fur fell. He didn’t understand why his coat had to go but trusted his new family. Their soft voices reassured him.
Laifu sat quietly after being shaved, his bare skin exposed. His family chuckled at his new look, teasing him affectionately. Despite their jokes, they knew this was necessary for his recovery and hoped his fur would grow back healthier.
Building a Home
To keep him warm, the family dressed him in tiny clothes. He was unsure at first but soon settled. His big eyes showed curiosity and trust.
To lift his spirits, the family got him a cozy new house.
Returning Home
They checked the size first. The new house fit, and Laifu nestled inside with a sigh. He circled twice, then settled, tail wagging. At last, he belonged.
A month after finding his new home, Laifu’s family took him back to the riverside where they met him. He sniffed the air, ears twitching, then padded to the water’s edge, gazing out as if searching for something.
Laifu’s Recovery
Laifu stepped onto familiar ground, sniffed the air, ears perked, tail lowering. The scents and sounds stirred a memory. He stood still, gazing at the place where he was once alone. Then, shaking off the past, he turned toward his family, his new home in his heart.
After sixty days, Laifu’s skin had healed, and his fur had grown back. No longer timid, he became lively and affectionate, befriending neighbors and settling into his new home.
Fresh Start
Laifu had come far since being found by the river. Weeks of care had restored his fur and ended his itching. No longer timid, he roamed his new home with energy. Clean, strong, and loved, he lay in his bed, tail wagging—he was home.
Laifu was no longer the frail, itchy pup he once was. His golden fur was now soft and healthy, free of fleas and mites. Once a timid stray, he had grown into a lively, happy puppy in his new home.
Loving Home
Laifu had grown from a timid, sickly puppy to a healthy, confident dog. He embraced his routine, played with his family, and explored his surroundings. Once fearful of leashes, he now walked beside his owner with trust. He was no longer a stray but family.
Laifu had grown from a sickly puppy into a healthy, loved dog. His family watched him play. They thought of other strays still searching for a home.
Blind, starving and unable to stand, this paper-thin puppy is Dying
A Puppy in the Trash
As the girl walked along the park path, her dog pulling at the leash, a cleaner stopped her. The cleaner was staring at a trash can, and a soft whimper caught her attention.
She leaned closer and found a tiny puppy nestled among the trash, its eyes pleading for help.
When the puppy was rescued from the alley, it was a pitiful sight, covered in grime.
Its tiny body was tangled in scraps, trembling with cold and fear.
Rescue Mission
If not for the unsettling flicker of its single open eye, one might have easily mistaken it for lifeless. The dog lay there, weakened and fragile.
With a heavy heart, she returned home, cradling a cardboard box that held the fragile little puppy inside.
Meet the Blind Puppy
The vet informed them that the tiny puppy was just a month old. He was thin, his little body having gone far too long without food.
One of the puppy’s eyes appeared like a lifeless button.
The doctor had just finished discussing his condition, and the news weighed heavily in the air.
Against the Odds
The tiny creature weighed less than 500 grams.
“Do you see this damaged eye?” the doctor inquired, his voice low and heavy with concern. “It has already begun to bulge out,” he continued.
The doctor’s words became painfully clear: without immediate treatment, the fragile eyeball had succumbed.
Critical Condition
Esther listened intently as he explained that the creature’s hind legs were unable to bear weight.
He suspected that, due to his condition, he might not have had many proper meals in recent days. The doctor continued that he needed subcutaneous fluids to help replenish his nutrition and give him a fighting chance.
Hypothermia, dehydration, and malnutrition—the doctor’s words painted a bleak picture of his condition. As he spoke, the dog violently, his one remaining eye darting around the room.
Introducing Little Lamb
After receiving a dose of the nutrient solution, the dog’s frail body trembled as he struggled to find his footing. With great effort, the dog managed to lift himself slightly off the bed.
The frail little puppy resembled a lost lamb. For now, let’s call him Little Lamb, a fitting name for one so vulnerable.
A Visit to ICU
Little Lamb was quickly taken to the ICU, where the situation required immediate attention. The fluorescent lights reflected off the polished surfaces, creating a cold atmosphere.
To warm his fragile body, a hairdryer was used, its heat contrasting the chill of the room.
In the afternoon light, a young girl arrived for a visit, her footsteps light and hopeful.
Little Lamb, a small creature with soft fur, nestled quietly in his food bowl, oblivious to the world around him.
As she approached, her heart ached with concern for Little Lamb, who had been through so much.
A Fragile Hope
With gentle hands, she cleaned his eyes again, checking for any signs of improvement. The doctor had told her the surgery could only happen once his body regained strength after its long battle.
Each time she touched his eyelids, she hoped for the day he would open them fully and see the world, free from the shadows clouding his vision.
The uncertainty hung heavy as the doctor discussed his precarious state.
After the virus test, his illness left him drained; he lay there, struggling to lift his eyelids.
The unspoken question lingered: would he still be here when dawn broke?
Second Chances
As the medical drama unfolded, the urgent need for a blood transfusion weighed heavily in the dimly lit room. The doctor, voice steady but strained, delivered the troubling news of a blood type mismatch, leaving the team scrambling for a solution.
Just as hope began to fade, a solution emerged—a robust husky with a perfect blood type match.
Despite barely being able to open his eyes, the instinct to survive remained, showing itself in that singular, persistent attempt to eat again.
Out of Danger
After three days of intensive treatment, he was transferred from the sterile ICU to the busy general ward. The air was thick with antiseptic and the murmurs of nurses, an environment both overwhelming and reassuring.
At long last, the worst was behind him.
He had endured a harrowing battle, his body frail and trembling as he struggled to make sense of the faces through his foggy vision.
First Playtime
This was the first time he had the chance to play since everything had changed. As he lay there, his eyes caught the vibrant toys of the nearby puppies.
Intrigued, he gathered his strength and began to bat at them with his little paws.
Each item represented not just warmth and comfort but a chance for moments of laughter and love amidst the uncertainty they endured.
I felt a surge of determination; I wanted to make a difference, however small, in this world that felt so heavy.
Improved Vision
It was here that Little Lamb was found, confined in a cage that dwarfed his fragile frame. The size of the cage loomed ominously, a stark contrast to his tiny stature.
As the doctor examined him, Little Lamb could barely keep his remaining eye open, shivering under the weight of fear and exhaustion.
As Esther watched the doctor examine him, a glimmer of hope flickered within her. Why did it seem that his eyesight had improved, even if just a little?
A Lamb’s Adventure
This was his new friend, a bright spark of hope in a world that felt overwhelmingly dim.
Unlike the toys around him, this friend longed for adventure and connection, eager to explore beyond the hospital walls.
This would be the little lamb’s very first toy, a bright red ball that shimmered in the sunlight.
It was simple, but to the lamb, it represented a world of joy and adventure waiting to be discovered.
Too Tired to Play
Within minutes, the little lamb grew weary of his game, his frail body betraying him.
His strength was sapped, leaving him too weak to keep up with the fun around him.
His battle with intestinal inflammation continued, leaving his stool far from normal.
The uncertainty of his health weighed heavily on him, evident in the trembles that shook his frail body as he anxiously scanned the faces around him with his one good eye.
The Final Farewell
The doctor examined the eye closely, noting a slight deformity that suggested something more troubling beneath the surface.
They needed to determine if the necrotic eye had any chance of recovery—a glimmer of hope amidst the despair.
“Little Lamb, I’m leaving now,” The girl whispered softly, my voice barely cutting through the heavy silence in the room. The weight of my words lingered, filled with the bittersweet reality of our parting.
Day Seven
“Leaving so soon?” the doctor’s voice carried concern, his brow furrowed and his expression filled with worry.
It was day seven of Little Lamb’s grueling treatment, and the atmosphere in the room was thick with uncertainty.
With great care, I prepared a selection of special canned food, knowing how much it could help him. His recovery had been remarkable, and I felt a glimmer of hope thinking about how far he had come.
Just days ago, he had been trembling, peering around the room with his one remaining eye, lost in confusion.
A New Friendship
It was a small but heartwarming development, especially given how frail and frightened he had been just days before.
In this moment, amidst all the uncertainty, there was a flicker of hope—a sign that even in his weakened state, a bond could form, bringing a glimmer of joy to his difficult journey.
Now, standing and walking had become manageable tasks for him.
Little Lamb’s Recovery
It was truly astonishing to think that just a few days ago, this little puppy had been fighting for his life.
Now, he was sitting up, his gaze clear and bright, taking in the world with a newfound curiosity.
The transformation felt almost miraculous, and it filled the room with a sense of hope and possibility.
A Remarkable Turnaround
On the tenth day of his hospital stay, Little Lamb was finally set to be discharged.
The news brought a flicker of hope to the otherwise bleak atmosphere that had surrounded him.
After enduring days of uncertainty and weakness, when he could hardly muster the strength to open his eyes or comprehend the worried faces around him, the thought of leaving those sterile white walls filled him with a mix of relief and trepidation.
Homeward Bound
After the doctor had discussed his condition, I decided to dress him in a tiny, frilly dress, hoping it would bring a smile to everyone’s face.
But he wriggled and squirmed, clearly uncomfortable with the fabric against his skin.
As we made our way home, however, a spark of energy seemed to return to him.
Little Lamb’s Adventure
Good boy, Little Lamb, she whispered gently, her voice barely above a murmur as they neared the warmth of home.
The warmth of affection wrapped around them both like a comforting blanket.
She could feel his small body trembling beneath her touch.
Restless Explorer
Upon arriving home, he leapt out of the car with an infectious excitement that took me by surprise.
It was as if the confines of the vehicle had unleashed a pent-up spirit, and I couldn’t help but marvel at his resilience.
Sweet Dreams
The scene was deceptively serene, yet the tension in the air was palpable.
Little Lamb, come here! he called out, his voice strained and weary.
Time for a Nap
Exhausted and weakened by the ordeal, he finally surrendered to sleep.
The room around him faded, the beeping machines and whispered conversations becoming distant echoes as he clung to the comforting softness of the toy.
Awaiting Adoption
Even confined in the small cage, he remained restless, his body trembling with an urgency that seemed unshakeable.
The days stretched ahead as we anticipated another checkup in just two more torturous days, filled with worry and uncertainty.
The Great Escape
As soon as the door creaked open, a sense of urgency filled the small room.
This new revelation brought a glimmer of hope amid the uncertainty surrounding his condition.
The Great Escape
As soon as the door creaked open, a sense of urgency filled the small room.
The little creature felt a thrill of instinctual rebellion, itching to dart into the unknown beyond.
Another Lock-Up
Once again, he found himself confined, the sulky expression on his face resembling that of a petulant child denied a favorite toy.
His demeanor was bleak, and the heaviness of his situation was evident as he lay there, visibly distressed.
Eyes Under Examination
Just two days later, I found myself at the eye hospital with Little Lamb nestled in my arms.
The looming antiseptic smell and the stark fluorescent lights felt oppressive as I stepped through the sliding doors.
Eye Condition
The necrotic eyeball, now in a state of gradual decay, seemed to mirror the somber atmosphere surrounding him.
Once vibrant and full of life, it was now diminishing, perhaps to shrink down to the size of a mung bean.
Goodbye, Little Lamb
With a heavy heart, the moment finally came for Little Lamb to leave the comforts of the clinic and join his new adoptive family.
He was such a fragile soul, and the thought of parting left a bittersweet ache in the hearts of those who had cared for him.
“Oh, little guy, how I will miss you!” one nurse whispered, wiping away a tear.
In the beginning, the adopter showered Little Lamb with the finest pet supplies.
Plush beds, vibrant toys, and an assortment of treats filled the room, creating a cozy haven for the small creature.
Little Lamb may have been surrounded by luxury, but the storm of uncertainty still lingered, waiting to test their bond.
The Future Furry Friend
Amidst the turmoil of his condition, a flicker of hope remained in the form of Xiaodoubao—a petite, adorable dog whose joyful spirit promised to brighten even the darkest days.
As he lay there, struggling to comprehend his circumstances, the image of Xiaodoubao offered a glimmer of comfort.
Perhaps one day he would grow strong enough to reach that vision of vitality. The thought flickered through the minds of those gathered, a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty.
Finding Love Again
Perched comfortably on the adopter’s lap, Little Lamb displayed an unexpected calmness that belied his tumultuous past.
Nestled against his new companion, it was clear that this little creature had found a second chance, thriving in a world that had once turned its back on him.
In that fragile moment, as the doctor delivered the grim news, something miraculous flickered within him. It was love—a warm ember igniting a second chance at life.
Despite the shadows clouding his vision and the tremors shaking his frail body, the thought of loved ones wrapped around him like a comforting blanket.
From Trash to Treasure
No creature deserves to be discarded like refuse, and this tale indeed takes a turn for the better. In a world where compassion can often seem scarce, a glimmer of hope emerged, reminding us of the deep bond between humans and their furry companions.
In a heartwarming twist of fate, Little Lamb emerged from the shadows of despair, her body restored and healthy—a testament to the relentless dedication of her rescuer.
Once barely clinging to life, she now stood strong, embodying the resilience ignited within her.
