I came across a wretched figure on the streets of Mexicali, a poor soul in dire need of assistance. Though I was uncertain of the cause of his distress, it was clear that he required immediate help.
Without hesitation, I scooped him up and rushed him to the nearest emergency veterinary clinic in the area. The animal, whom I would later come to know as “Phoenix,” was bleeding from his head and was experiencing a significant swelling in that region.
Despite his eyes being open, his swollen face made it impossible for him to keep them that way. The veterinarian was hard at work attempting to alleviate the swelling and administer treatment.