A Sick Dog Dumped In Freezing Weather Who Kept Crawling And Trying To Keep Warm

No pup should ever know how heartbreaking it feels to be betrayed by their owners and to be left at the mercy of the streets.

Unfortunately, it’s a sad reality for many dogs.

Pick was one of the canines who ended up on the streets, feeling rejected and unloved. Heartless people dumped him at a local market in the freezing weather.

Trembling with cold, he crawled and tried to find a warm shelter.

Every time he saw people walking past him, he looked at them with his sad eyes as if he was begging them to help him.

Sadly, the passers-by failed to find compassion in their hearts and come to his aid.

After realizing that the people ignored him because he was sick, the pup started losing hope.

Little did he know that his life would soon change in ways he couldn’t even imagine.

Helping The Little Pup

A kind woman who visited the local market noticed the abandoned pup.

Her heart sank when she saw the terrible state he was in. The dog’s eyes were filled with hopelessness and sorrow. He had no fur on his wrinkled skin.

The compassionate human lifted the little canine from the cold concrete and he hid in her shopping bag. He felt scared.

The woman took him home and gave him a bath, hoping that he would feel better.

She drove the pup to the vet for a thorough medical examination.

He was diagnosed with a severe skin disease, and he needed to be quarantined.

The dog’s legs were deformed. The vet reassured the rescuer that the pup would make a full recovery as soon as he got enough calcium.

The Dog Begins Fighting For His Recovery

The good woman brought the little canine home. She and her family showered him with a lot of love and positive affirmations.

She decided to name him Pick and give him a forever home.

The dog felt grateful to his new mom for giving him a second chance at life.

Pick felt determined to fully recover. His skin was itchy, but he never complained. His mom’s love gave him the strength to keep on fighting.

She often took him outside so that he could get natural calcium.

Pick made an effort to walk again. He often stumbled, but he refused to give up.

Little by little, he started feeling better.

Two weeks after his rescue, Pick regained his strength. He started running and smiling more.

He brought a lot of happiness to his mom. Every time she returned home from work, Pick welcomed her, wagging his tail.

His legs recovered completely.

Pick Turns Into A Healthy And Handsome Pup

A month and a half later, the dog’s fur grew back. Pick became a handsome pup. He felt confident and happy, and his eyes shone brighter than ever.

His mom took him swimming for the first time in his life. Pick enjoyed it, and he couldn’t stop smiling.

Pick lives the life of his dreams with his mom, who loves him infinitely.

He went from an unwanted and sick pup whom everyone ignored to a healthy and happy pup.

Many thanks to his incredible mom for showing compassion to Pick when nobody else wanted to help him and for giving him all her love.

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I Asked My Grandmother to Walk Down the Aisle at My Wedding — My Family Demands That I Apologize for It

Just days before her wedding, Leah discovers that her grandmother didn’t have a wedding. Unable to sleep due to her grandmother having missed her opportunity, Leah wants her grandparents to have their moment and walk down the aisle. Instead of it playing out as Leah plans, she has to deal with a grandmother in a wedding dress, an embarrassed grandfather, and livid family members. Did she ruin her own wedding just to give her grandmother a memory?

“Tell me about your wedding, Gran,” I asked, rocking back and forth on the porch swing. The night was quiet, and we were a week away from my wedding.

A person sitting on a porch swing | Source: Midjourney

A person sitting on a porch swing | Source: Midjourney

All I wanted to do was soak up the time I had left with my grandmother because once we were married, Nate and I would be moving away.

“Oh, honey, there wasn’t really a wedding. Your grandfather always promised, but it never happened,” she smiled, her eyes distant.

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A smiling old woman | Source: Pexels

“Never?” I asked, frowning.

My grandmother shook her head.

“No. He didn’t even propose, Leah,” she said. “He always said that we’d get around to it eventually, but life just kept getting in the way. We raised our kids, took care of the house, and before I knew it, decades had passed.”

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A woman washing dishes | Source: Unsplash

“But you are married, right?” I asked, trying to understand why my grandmother’s words felt like such a blow to me.

“Married, yes. Your grandfather took me down to the courthouse, and we signed away our single lives. He didn’t ask me; he just said that it was going to happen. And it did.”

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The exterior of a court house | Source: Unsplash

My heart ached for her.

“But you wanted one, right? A wedding, I mean,” I pressed.

Her smile was wistful.

“I did, but I let go of that dream a long time ago. Now, come on, I’ll make you some hot chocolate before you leave.”

Two mugs of hot chocolate | Source: Midjourney

Two mugs of hot chocolate | Source: Midjourney

Later that night, when I went back home to my fiancé, I couldn’t sleep at all. My grandmother’s words replayed in my mind, and I felt a deep sadness for her unfulfilled dream.

By morning, I had an idea. It seemed perfect. To me, everything was good. Everything made sense.

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A woman lying in bed | Source: Unsplash

“Nate, can I run something by you?” I asked my fiancé over breakfast.

He nodded, looking up at me and smiling.

“What if Grandma walked down the aisle at our wedding?” I asked.

Eggs and bacon in a frying pan | Source: Midjourney

Eggs and bacon in a frying pan | Source: Midjourney

“Leah, what on earth do you mean?” he asked, sipping his coffee.

I sat across from him, nibbling on some toast, and I told him everything that my grandmother told me the previous night.

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A man holding a mug | Source: Unsplash

“So, you’re saying that you want your grandmother to walk down the aisle in a wedding dress?”

“Yes,” I said, getting more excited by the idea. “We could get her a simple dress and some flowers. And she could walk down the aisle. It would be like giving her a piece of the wedding she never had.”

Nate smiled at me, the smile reaching his eyes.

An old woman in a wedding dress | Source: Midjourney

An old woman in a wedding dress | Source: Midjourney

“Leah, what on earth do you mean?” he asked, sipping his coffee.

I sat across from him, nibbling on some toast, and I told him everything that my grandmother told me the previous night.

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A man holding a mug | Source: Unsplash

“So, you’re saying that you want your grandmother to walk down the aisle in a wedding dress?”

“Yes,” I said, getting more excited by the idea. “We could get her a simple dress and some flowers. And she could walk down the aisle. It would be like giving her a piece of the wedding she never had.”

Nate smiled at me, the smile reaching his eyes.

An old woman in a wedding dress | Source: Midjourney

An old woman in a wedding dress | Source: Midjourney

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A hanging garment bag | Source: Midjourney

She gasped quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Oh, sweetheart, I couldn’t…”

“Yes, you can,” I said firmly, handing her a bouquet of flowers. “I know that you’re married to Grandpa already, but this is part of your dream. Let’s make it happen.”

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A bouquet of flowers | Source: Unsplash

She hugged me tightly, nodding against my ear. I asked another one of my bridesmaids to take my grandmother to one of the other dressing rooms so that she could take in the moment for herself.

Next, I asked for my grandfather to come to my dressing room.

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A bride in a dressing room | Source: Pexels

“Grandpa, we’re going to have Grandma walk down the aisle today. Like a bride, okay? You guys can have your moment. And it will be beautiful because we get to share the day.”

He snorted, immediately dismissive.

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An upset old man | Source: Pexels

“Leah, that’s ridiculous,” he said. “At our age? It’s more a mockery than anything else.”

I was taken aback by his reaction.

“But it’s something that Gran has always wanted.”

Instead, he waved me off.

“I’m not interested, Leah. We are here for your wedding. That’s it.”

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An old man holding a cane | Source: Pexels

Despite his refusal, the ceremony proceeded. I knew that I should have tried to convince him harder, but there wasn’t any time.

As the music started, my grandmother stepped onto the aisle, with me watching her from behind.

“It’s okay,” I told her before. “You just do it alone if you have to. Walk to Nate, and then you can take a seat at the front. And then it will be my turn to walk to my future husband.”

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A groom | Source: Unsplash

There was confusion when Gran started walking down the aisle, especially because she wasn’t walking toward my grandfather, but to Nate instead.

As she walked, guests gasped, unable to comprehend what was going on.

My grandfather’s face turned red, and he stood up abruptly. He looked me straight in the eye as he stormed out of the venue.

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An old man with his mouth open | Source: Pexels

I felt a pang of guilt but quickly refocused my attention on my grandmother, who had hugged Nate and was beaming with joy.

When she sat down, my entrance music began, and I walked down the aisle bursting with love for Nate. I hadn’t expected him to be okay with any of it, but the fact that he was just made everything more magical.

“Hey there,” he said as he took my hand when I reached the altar.

A couple at the altar | Source: Midjourney

A couple at the altar | Source: Midjourney

The rest of the ceremony went off without any hiccups, and whenever I turned to look at my Gran, she had her little handkerchief in her hands ready to dab her eyes.

But then, everything changed after the ceremony.

It started with my nephew crashing into the table holding the champagne glasses, leaving glass everywhere.

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Shattered glass | Source: Pexels

And then, instead of my family coming to me and throwing confetti on Nate and myself in celebration, they did the exact opposite.

My parents pulled me aside, my mother tugging harshly at my arm.

“What were you thinking, Leah?” she hissed. “You embarrassed your grandfather with that childish stunt. Why does it always have to be about you?”

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An angry woman | Source: Pexels

“It wasn’t about me!” I protested. “It was about Grandma and her dream. She deserved this moment as much as I did. As much as you did when you got married, too.”

“And what about your grandfather?” my father chimed in, flagging down a waiter with canapes as he spoke. “You made a good old fool of him.”

But it didn’t stop there.

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An angry man | Source: Pexels

My relatives kept coming up to me, agreeing with my parents. They didn’t even allow me to eat my first meal with Nate as his wife or have our first dance together.

It was all about them and how they thought that I had ruined my grandfather’s mood, and was it worth it?

“Of course, it’s worth it!” I told my mother’s sister when she slid into the chair next to me. “Anything for Gran!”

“It’s okay,” Nate said, as he pulled me into his arms, my tears threatening to escape.

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A bridal couple standing together | Source: Pexels

“Did I ruin our wedding?” I asked him.

“You did no such thing,” he reassured me. “I’ll get the car, we can go to the hotel. We’ll take your grandmother, too. I’ve seen how everyone has been circling her.”

Later that night, I sat with my grandmother in her hotel room. Nate had booked her a room for the night.

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A parked black car | Source: Pexels

“Spend time with her,” he said. “Let her know that you truly meant today as a way of healing her. She needs to know that. You can come to me later.”

“Did I do the right thing?” I asked, my voice trembling.

I knew that in my heart, I had done the right thing, but it was the way everyone else reacted.

My grandmother took my hand, her eyes full of gratitude.

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Two woman sitting together | Source: Pexels

“You gave me a moment I never thought I’d have, Leah. Thank you, darling.”

Her words comforted me, but the rift with my family remained. They demanded that I apologize to my Grandpa, who doesn’t want to see me.

All I knew is that I cannot bring myself to regret giving Grandma her moment.

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A smiling woman sitting on a bed | Source: Pexels

What do you think? Did I do the right thing?

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