I was walking down the trail when I saw it…
A small fox, lying still, eyes full of pain.
Its leg was bleeding. It couldn’t move. 🥺
People passed by. No one stopped.
But I couldn’t just walk away.
I wrapped it in my jacket.
It looked at me — not with fear, but with hope.
I knew I had to do something.
What happened next?
It changed the way I see animals forever.
Because sometimes, the wild asks for help… and it’s up to us to answer.
