There was a tiny black-and-white puppy named Miko. Miko had just been born a few weeks ago and lived in a warm, cozy corner of a wooden shed with his loving mother. His mother was his world—she kept him safe, warm, and always full of love. Her gentle touch and soothing presence were all that Miko had ever known.
One fateful evening, a terrible storm swept through the village. Thunder roared, and lightning split the sky. Miko and his mother huddled together, but the shed began to creak and groan under the force of the wind. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the night. A falling tree had struck the shed, and in the chaos, Miko’s mother bravely pushed him out of harm’s way but couldn’t escape herself. When the storm passed, Miko was alone.
The next morning, the villagers found Miko trembling near the remains of the shed, his tiny body soaked and shivering. They pitied the poor puppy but couldn’t take him in. Miko wandered the village, looking for his mother, crying softly with every step he took. The world felt so big, cold, and unfamiliar without her. His heart ached as he remembered how safe and warm he had felt by her side.
Days turned into weeks. Miko struggled to survive, scavenging for scraps and hiding from bigger animals and harsh weather. He missed his mother terribly, and every night, he would curl up in a small ball under a bush, trying to imagine her warm embrace. His small frame grew thinner, and his tiny paws were sore from walking so far.
One day, as Miko was wandering near the edge of the forest, he stumbled upon a kind woman named Clara. Clara had always loved animals and had a special place in her heart for those in need. When she saw Miko, her heart broke at the sight of the tiny, scared puppy. She gently reached out to him, and though Miko was frightened at first, something about Clara’s kind eyes reminded him of his mother. He cautiously approached her.
Clara wrapped Miko in a warm blanket and took him home. She bathed him, fed him, and gave him a soft bed to sleep on. For the first time in weeks, Miko felt a glimmer of safety and love. Clara named him “Lucky,” believing that fate had brought them together.
Though Miko would always miss his mother, he found comfort and joy in his new home with Clara. She became his new family, and with her care, Miko grew stronger and braver every day. He never forgot his mother but carried her love in his heart, finding a way to honor her memory by being a loving and loyal companion to Clara. Together, they found a new beginning, proving that even in the darkest times, love and kindness can light the way.
