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In the quiet corner of a farmyard, life weaves a story of loss and unexpected love. A tiny stray puppy, once trembling and alone, wandered through the dust with no one to call his own. His cries carried the sound of hunger and the ache of abandonment — a life that had barely begun, yet already knew loneliness.

Not far away lived a mother hen, her wings heavy with grief. She had waited patiently over her eggs, dreaming of the day they would crack open with tiny chirps of life. But fate was unkind — every egg shattered, leaving her nest empty and her heart aching with a love that had nowhere to go.

And then, one day, sorrow met sorrow. The mother hen saw the shivering puppy and, without hesitation, spread her wings. She gathered him close, not minding that he had fur instead of feathers, not caring that he was different. To her, he was simply a child who needed shelter.

The puppy, weary from the cold, curled beneath her chest and, for the first time, felt the heartbeat of a mother. His eyes fluttered closed, not in fear, but in peace — as if whispering, “At last, I’ve found home.”

Two souls, each carrying wounds, discovered healing in each other. The hen gave the warmth she had been saving for chicks that never came. The puppy received the love he thought he had lost forever. Together, they built a family not by blood, but by compassion.

And so, beneath her wings, the little dog slept, while above him, the mother hen stood guard with pride and tenderness. Their story is a reminder: sometimes, love doesn’t come in the form we expect — but it always finds a way to mend the broken and make them whole again.