I am a tired, hungry dog who hasn’t eaten or drunk water for days. All I want is a bit of love from someone

The hunger gnaws at me like an endless ache, a constant reminder that I am alone. It’s been days since I last felt the warmth of food filling my belly or the cool relief of fresh water. Each day feels like a test of endurance, and I’m not sure how much longer I can go on. My body is tired, my legs weak, and sometimes I find myself lying down on the side of the road, too drained to continue. When I look at my reflection in puddles left from the rain, I hardly recognize myself—my fur is tangled and dull, my once-bright eyes now dim and weary.

I used to believe that kindness existed in everyone, that a warm hand or a kind voice would find me again someday. But with each day that passes, it gets harder to keep that hope alive. When I see people passing by, I raise my head, wagging my tail just a little, hoping they’ll stop, maybe offer me a gentle word or even just a smile. But they keep walking, eyes averted, as if I’m invisible or something to avoid. I don’t blame them; I know I look rough, maybe even a little scary with my tattered coat and tired eyes. But if they could see past that, they’d find a heart that’s just as gentle, just as loyal, as any other dog’s.

Sometimes I dream of what it would be like to have a family again, to have a warm bed to curl up in, and a hand that strokes my back with love. I imagine hearing a kind voice calling me, telling me I’m good, that I’m wanted, that I’m safe. Just the thought makes me feel warm, if only for a moment. But when I open my eyes, I’m still here, alone on the cold ground, with only the empty streets for company.

If anyone is reading this, please know that even the scruffiest of us—those of us who might seem broken or unloved—still have so much love to give. All I want is to be someone’s friend, to feel like I matter. If you see a dog like me, a dog who looks tired and worn, please don’t turn away. A little kindness can go a long way. For now, I’ll keep walking, hoping, waiting for the day when someone will see me, love me, and make me their own. Until then, I’ll keep holding onto that small flicker of hope, because it’s all I have.

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