Meet Black, a dog whose existence had been nothing but a series of terrible days that never seemed to end. Over the course of seven years, he resided in a confined location beneath a stairway that was filthy, gloomy, and without any ventilation. His world consisted of nothing more than the length of a small rope that held him tied up to the wall. He had no freedom and no one with whom he could engage. Despite being confined to the same location day after day, he managed to endure without any sense of company or kindness. Black's weak physique displayed indications of extended neglect; he was so thin that he could not stand, and he had never taken a wash in his whole life. In addition to the fact that the majority of his fur had come off, his skin was infected with illness, and painful areas were visible. The leftovers that he threw onto a rusty, broken iron shovel, which was sometimes left empty, were the only source of sustenance he had. It was stale leftovers that were thrown away once a day when the food finally arrived.
