Luna era stipata in una gabbia arrugginita, a malapena in grado di muoversi, circondata dalla paura e dal silenzio.

Luna era solo una cucciola, ma aveva già visto ciò che nessun'anima dovrebbe mai vedere.
Era la prossima in fila. Intrappolata nel brutale commercio di carne di cane, Luna non aveva via d'uscita. Nessuno si sarebbe fatto avanti, finché qualcuno come te non l'ha reso possibile. Grazie a una donazione, il nostro team l'ha salvata prima che fosse troppo tardi. È stata tirata fuori da quella gabbia, curata, tenuta in braccio e le è stata mostrata gentilezza per la prima volta in assoluto. Oggi, Luna è al sicuro. Dorme in pace. Corre senza paura.
She gets to live, because someone, somewhere, decided she was worth saving.

We found Luna in the back of a truck, crammed between metal bars with five other dogs. She couldn’t lift her head. Her legs were stuck, and she had cuts all over from the cage. She didn’t bark. She didn’t even cry. She just stared, frozen.

When we pulled her out, she didn’t resist. She was completely still, not because she trusted us, but because she had nothing left to give. We wrapped her in a towel and carried her like a baby.

At the clinic, she didn’t move for two days. The vet said it would take time, not just for her body to heal, but for her to feel safe again. We sat with her. We talked to her. We brought her soft toys and warm food. On day five, she licked one of our hands.

Weeks later, Luna started playing. She ran in circles the first time we let her outside. She barked, rolled in the grass, and chased butterflies like a puppy should. Now she’s adopted by a kind woman who works from home and says Luna won’t even nap unless she’s curled up next to her.

She went from a cage to a couch. From silence to joy. All because someone chose to act.