He only had three legs.
When I first saw him, I could feel a lump begin to form in my throat.
I couldn’t help but feel sad for him and I wondered how he got around with just three legs.
And then I saw my answer.
Just fine!
In fact, I think he was one of the happiest dogs I ever met.
Watching him romp around with his friends made me feel so warm inside.
I admired his ability to make the best of his situation and continue to enjoy the simple pleasures of life like spending a sunny day outside with friends.
His joy for life was moving and the memory of him running in the park will be a reminder for me to count my blessings.
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