He lay there in the pouring rain, gnawing the pain alone

I got the news of a beaten female dog in Chennai, India. I went there, but the dog is no longer there Because I could not find it forever so I decided to return home. At 10:30 p.m, on the way home, I saw a puppy screamed after being beaten by a woman. I got down and took the puppy home. I named him Harry. Why had we humans turned so badly? Harry had severe scabies. It made the boy's whole body itchy and painful. The little boy did not notice what was around him other than the pain from itching and scratching. At 1 o'clock that night, although it was quite late, I still tried to take Harry to take a medicine bath, hoping to help him relieve the pain. At 3am, after being showered, the boy finally started going to bed. I can't imagine what he had to go through and I don't want to do it, but I need to remove this nightmare from his head. The night before it had rained heavily. I was imagining he was still there. I woke up early to cook him some breakfast, that day we