07/07/2025
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For many years, that dog was his only friend.
They had no house, no comfort, and no extras — but they had each other.
Through rain, hot sun, and long dusty roads, they always walked side by side.
They shared dry bread, puddle water, and cold nights under cardboard.
Today, the silence feels heavier than ever.
His dog no longer walks with him.
No wagging tail. No soft licks in the evening.
But he couldn’t leave him behind.
He had been left by the world so many times,
but he would never do that to his best friend.
With his own hands, he made a small wooden stretcher.
And with a broken heart, he carried him.
He had no money, no car, no help —
but he still took him to his final resting place.
Step by step, hurting deeply, but with love and pride.
Because real love doesn’t walk away.
Not everyone will understand the picture.
Some will just see a man and a dog.
But people who have truly loved
will see a story of loyalty that even death couldn’t end.
I understand it. Completely.
