29/09/2025
My name is Shadow. I’m the dog you pass by at the shelter, the one with the scars you don’t want to look at. My front legs are gone, and my face is different — and you turn your eyes away from me. You tell yourself someone else will take me, but no one ever does.
You see my cage, but you don’t see my heart. You see my broken body, but you don’t see my dreams of running, playing, and curling up next to someone who cares. Every day I wait, hoping you will be the one to stop and see me.
I’m Shadow, and even though I am deformed and unwanted, I still believe someone like you can love me.🥺💔
