*white dog🐕*
A gentleman says that one day in the morning when he started to leave the house, there was a white spoon in front of the gate...
I stamped my foot on the ground to scare him away, but then I noticed that one of his legs was covered in blood... as if someone had hit a brick or a stone...
That dog got up and staggered from the injured leg in fear and sat down a little far away... I looked carefully at his appearance and felt as if he was crying in pain.... There were traces of tears...
I felt pity and forgetting the work I had left, I went inside and brought some milk and bread left at night from the kitchen, put milk in a pot and put pieces of bread in this milk and put it in front of the dog. .
He was so scared that he wanted to leave when he saw me coming, but he kept sitting looking at the milk pot and when I went away and stood up, he started eating that bread...
Nothing more I could do... and went about my work...
When I came back in the afternoon, he was lying in front of the gate.... I again brought bread and milk in the same pot and put it in front of him, but this time instead of being afraid of seeing me, he started eating bread quickly by wagging his tail. ....
For three or four days, I fed him bread thrice... and the wounds on his leg healed by themselves...
After that day, every visitor in my house would sniff and check like a watchman, if he heard a knock at night, he would immediately bark and warn... When my children went out, he would follow them wherever they went in the whole colony. ....
Seeing me coming from a distance, he ran towards me as if he was saddened by me...
It was a mid year evening and I was resting when out of nowhere the canine began yapping in an exceptionally peculiar manner... he had never yapped that way... Maybe he was going to nibble somebody, I got up and ran outside, I saw a canine holding an unfortunate man's leg and he was groaning. I got up and ran outside, I saw a dog holding a poor man's leg and he was moaning. I did not stay until I took a stick and hit the dog, then he left and became a beggarHe went near a sack which was lying there and started opening it with his mouth. And started barking loudly.... I doubted that he was stealing something which the dog had bitten and now he was opening the sack....
I went ahead and opened the sack and my 3-year-old son was lying unconscious in it. People started beating this pauper-like kidnapper, I took Mane to the hospital where the doctors brought him back to consciousness... . The villagers called the police and nabbed the culprit and sent the kidnapper to jail.
On that day, I was afraid that seeing this dog injured on the first day, I would have chased it away, so who would save my child today....
The purpose of sharing this with you is that if you do good to even a dog, then it becomes the guardian of your life and property, then it is a million degrees better than a dog, that is, if you do good to a human being, then it is even less respectable than a dog. Why does it give...
We have to think about ourselves that Allah made us great creatures, but why is it that today we are less faithful than dogs.
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