In a dark alleyway, a small silhouette was digging into a smelly pile of trash. Multiple stray cats and dogs had surely gone through this pile, and this silhouette would by no means be the last one to do so. The silhouette was digging a bigger hole so it could forage even deeper into the pile for hopefully a morsel of food but to no avail. The more it dug, the bigger the hole became before ultimately the pile of trash collapsed… 

It took a few moments for the thing to dig itself out from the pile. Smelling thoroughly like garbage, the thing shook its entire body with a pitiful look of despair in its eyes.

It was a small stray dog. A particular breed of dog that wasn’t as competitive to other breeds; a shar-pei.

The dog didn’t know how it was ushered into this type of lifestyle, it didn’t even know where it came from. It was just a regular stray dog whose...