Each afternoon, I would set out to feed the stray dogs in my neighborhood. As I was about to return home one day, I encountered a particular dog that I decided to name Frank.

Frank was in a critical state, suffering from poisoning. In my experience of rescuing dogs, I had often faced similar distressing situations. Fortunately, these past encounters had equipped me with the knowledge I needed to handle such emergencies.

I was prepared, as I always carried the necessary medication to treat cases like Frank’s. Timing was crucial, and if I had arrived just five minutes later, his situation could have been much worse.

Thankfully, Frank showed signs of recovery. He was able to eat and drink on his own and was beginning to socialize with other dogs at my place.