When the wind blows and rain flows.

At 12.29pm, a phone call came and that was the start of a new chapter in my life.

Found a lost dog, without a microchip nor a tag but had a plain blue coloured collar. Its hair was in a mess, it had knots all over, it was shivering, it was scared.

Where could it seek shelter? It's drench fur just tells everything. It's unrest body pump just didn't give up. When you're away from those that have been protecting you and now alone in this cruel night that winds won't give up.

Took us exactly 1 hour to catch her. After all the car chasing, the whistling, the calling and the running we were slowly fading. But hope was still burning like a flame dancing on kerosene. We found her again, tried to calm her but finally prayer and tears of hope was all that we could lean on. We got her. We got her. We got her. Those were the words of victory that were as wild as a sand storm in us.

We took her in, carried her and fed her. Washed her down and watered. Tenderness and love was all we gave. One night she stayed with us, the next she's gone. Away to the pound to get treated then looked after then find her rightful owner.

7 days is all I give then I'll ask if we could keep her. Cause one night, was the night large bonds were built. 3 days till I'll call and check on her. If they never return, can she? Daddy, let her be happy and live life like how butterflies fly.