The Life of a Street Dog

Life on the streets is never easy, especially when the world keeps changing

around you. In the peak of summer, the pavement burns like a furnace

under your paws. Finding a small patch of shade is often the only way to

survive the afternoon. Then the clouds roll in, and the sky opens its heavy,

grey gates. Cold rain chills the bone, turning every familiar corner into a

rushing, icy river. You learn to shake off the heavy weight of

the storm. Autumn brings a brief, golden respite, a final moment

of warmth before the frost arrives. Sometimes, a distant memory of warmth and