It was a quiet night in Raleigh, North Carolina, until a tiny chorus of squeaks drifted across an apartment complex.
A curious resident paused and traced the sound to a sagging cardboard box left outside the building.
When they peeked inside, their heart sank.
Six squishy, wide‑eyed puppies were stacked inside like warm cinnamon rolls in a bakery window. For a split second the resident forgot to breathe…