“Doing good things can often have a ripple effect. This woman picked up a dying dog on the road, but she never expected that it would ever do this. Come with us to see this incredible story.
Brooke used to work in an office every day, but she hated every single moment of it. That was why she searched for other jobs where she didn’t need to sit in an office all the time, and where her office hours were more fluid. She wanted more freedom to do what she wanted. That was why she decided to take an exam and become a real estate agent.
She would be able to set her own work hours when she does showings and sees clients, and the best part was she was going to be out and about driving around, and she wouldn’t be stuck in an office all the time.
It was a really fun change to her life, and she enjoyed it so much. She was driving a lot more and spent hours in her car going from one spot to another. It was very different from what she was used to, but it was fun. She could grab a coffee or even go out to lunch with friends. Overall, Brooke’s new lifestyle suited her perfectly.
But one day, she would experience something that shocked her and shook her faith in humanity. She had spent the morning taking new clients to different properties, and they had found one they loved. They had put in an offer, and everything went perfectly. Brooke was super pumped; it was an awesome moment that showed her that her choices were paying off.
She was driving down one of the bigger roads in town, but her mind was all over the place. She was focusing completely when suddenly something strange caught her eye. A big yellow dog ran into the road, and a large SUV going in the opposite direction hit him.
Brooke was shocked; it didn’t look like the other car even tried to press the brakes; they just kept going. She turned around as quickly as she could do it safely and went back to where she saw the dog getting run over.
She pulled to the side of the road, and the poor dog was just lying there in the road. The car that hit him was long gone. He was bleeding badly and whimpering softly. There were no homes around where he could belong, so Brooke didn’t know where he came from, but she knew that he was dying and that she had to help him.
Thankfully, the road wasn’t too busy, and everyone just went past the woman and the dog on the other side. She still had to figure out what to do. It looked like the dog was a Labrador, and he was big. She wasn’t going to just pick him up and put him in the car on her own.
She had a towel in her car because she was going for a swim at her gym later, but she didn’t want to drag him on the towel either; he was already injured, and she could hurt him so much more. Luckily, another kind person decided to stop.
The man got out, and when she explained the problem, he helped her carry the pup to her car’s back seat. His soft cries were heartbreaking, but Brooke was grateful when she heard them; at least it meant that he was still alive. They placed him in the car on top of the towel.
Brooke spoke to him softly, and when she rubbed his face, he licked her hand. This sweet gesture brought tears to her eyes; it showed what a sweet pup this was. He had to be in tremendous pain, but he was still grateful for the help.
After thanking the man who helped them, Brooke quickly drove to the nearest vet. They helped her get the dog out, and then the waiting began. He had a broken leg and some internal injuries, but Brooke was not going to let him go. At that point, she decided to dip into her savings to pay for his vet bills.
They checked, but the dog didn’t have a microchip, and while he was still in the vet’s care for a few days, Brooke posted flyers and messages on social media groups with his picture, but his family never came forward.
They found that he was still a young dog, only about a year old. He was a Labrador mix that hadn’t been neutered yet; they changed that too. But after a few weeks of no one claiming him, it was clear that he didn’t have a family to go back to.
When it was time to release the dog from the hospital, it was also time for Brooke to make a choice. She could allow him to go to a shelter, or she could take him in herself. She had visited him every day and had even started to call him Biscuit.
There wasn’t really a choice at all; she had already started to love this dog, and she knew he would need more care at home. The thought of him lying in an enclosure at a shelter made her a little bit sick. Biscuit was going home with her; he was her dog now.
Brooke had wanted a dog for a while, but she wasn’t home enough when she worked in the office. Now it was the perfect time, and this was the perfect dog. Before she took Biscuit home, she went to get him a big dog bed, and she put the bed in front of her bed with a cozy blanket. He still had wounds that needed to be cleaned, but it seemed like Biscuit trusted her completely. He allowed her to care for him, and he followed her wherever she went.
When she made food in the kitchen, he lay there watching her. When she was watching television, he lay by her feet, and then when she went to bed, he lay down on the dog bed, watching her at least for the first part of the night.
In the middle of the night, Brooke felt him getting up on her bed. He was moving softly and carefully. She switched on her bedside lamp, but looking into his soft brown eyes, she couldn’t chase him down. From then on, he slept on the bed with her.
Back when she paid his vet bills, she had to swallow a few times; it made a huge dent in her savings. But as she got to know and love Biscuit even more, she knew he was worth every cent. He filled her days, and she always had someone right by her side. He gave her all the unconditional love she deserved, and she adored him more than she could ever imagine.
They went for long walks together, and she took him wherever she went. One of his favorite things was when she opened the passenger side door of her car; then he would get in, and they would go on an adventure together.
They would always stop at their favorite spot to get a puppuccino. He didn’t mind other dogs, and he loved other people as long as Brooke was with him. He wasn’t scared of any situation, and nothing triggered him. For a dog that went through as much as he did, he was left with very few emotional scars.
The love that Brooke gave him helped him come out on the other side well adapted and really happy. They had become a team, and it was really special. Brooke had picked Biscuit up while he was laying dying on the road, and she didn’t know that she was saving her future best friend. Now they had a special relationship, but she never expected Biscuit to do what was going to happen next.
One night, Brooke made dinner for a few friends, and after they left, she was just relaxing in front of the television. But for some reason, Biscuit just wouldn’t relax. He kept pacing in front of her, trying to get her attention. Brooke had a massive headache, and she just told him to be quiet; she was falling asleep.
But Biscuit kept pawing at her. At this point, she was dizzy and feeling nauseous; she just wanted to sleep, but Biscuit refused to leave her alone. He barked, and he moaned, and he even nipped her a little harder to get her attention. Shocked by his actions, Brooke forced herself to get up to take him out.
She couldn’t walk straight, but with the dog pulling at her pants, she finally made it to the door. She opened it, and the oxygen flooded her system. After a few seconds, she realized something was very wrong, and Biscuit was trying to warn her. It turns out her gas stove had a malfunction, and gas was flooding her apartment. The dog that she had once saved now saved her right back.