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The Paw Story (repost)

Let me tell you a true story!

My lady love once found an adorable street dog who was about to give birth to some angels at her office premises.
Once they were born, the were gorgeous, beautiful and amazing little puppies and everybody loved them.

One day she unfortunately found out the mother to have left her body and her remains lying in the drains of her office.
Although the soul left the body, the puppies, unaware of the worldly pains assumed her to be alive while they kept feeding themselves from the long gone mother's breasts.

Within a day or two some of the puppies died of hunger and two little angels remained and my lady love decided to shelter them until they can grow strong enough to survive by themselves.

One she named Charlie and the other, Ginger. While they grew a little, one of her acquaintances adopted Charlie and Ginger stayed.

Over the time Ginger grew up lady like, learning everything she could from her mother, not by birth but by fate. Now she is ten months old and she recognises us as family, responding to every single thing we say.

Someone truly said, "If you adopt a puppy it might not change a lot about your life, but for the puppy, the entire life is changed!"

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  1. :)
    I remember this post from Kolkata Street dogs. You have beautifully penned down our journey. Thank you. Both me and Ginger are glad to have you beside us during this difficult time. We love you more than we could ever express.

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    1. It's been a pleasure seeing her grow up. Take care of yourself and her.

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    2. 😊 I will for sure. Cross my heart.

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