12/12/2025
I’m a garbage truck driver who opened a backpack on my route—and found a 10-week-old puppy someone had thrown away. I spotted the backpack beside a trash bin and stopped to check it. Inside was a tiny injured puppy—weak, dehydrated, and not moving much. Someone had tossed her out with the garbage. I put her inside my jacket to warm her and called my supervisor. My company covered her medical care, and the vets said she needed a procedure to remove her damaged limb to survive. I stayed with her through the whole process because she didn’t have anyone else. I named her Tipper. When she healed, I brought her home. Now she rides in the truck with me every day, sticking her head out like she’s inspecting our whole route. She wasn’t thrown out because she was worthless—she just needed one person to stop and open the backpack.