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07/08/2025

Death toll from Texas floods reaches 70, over dozen of children remain missing as the search entered the 3rd day...🙏🙏🙏 Photo: A Texas national guard truck rolls by with the back cargo area full of rescued girls from the campground that was wiped out by the flood there. Check in comment!

07/08/2025

The Top 5 Most Influential Images Ever Taken 👇👇 (see the first remark)

07/08/2025

HE SHOWED UP TO ARREST MY NEIGHBOR—BUT THEN HE PICKED UP THE PUPPY
I was on my porch sipping lukewarm coffee when the patrol car rolled up across the street. It parked right in front of Miss Lillian’s place—you know, the one with the peeling shutters and “NO SOLICITING” sign that’s older than me.
I figured it was about the noise complaint from last weekend, or maybe her grandson Damien finally got busted for blasting that bass-heavy nonsense at 3 a.m. But then the officer stepped out—calm, steady, the kind who didn’t need to raise his voice to get things done.
What I didn’t expect was for him to walk straight past the house… and kneel down next to the trash cans.
I squinted. That’s when I saw the tiny flash of movement—a copper-colored puppy, all ribs and trembling legs, wedged between the bins like he’d been hiding there for days.
The officer didn’t hesitate. He scooped the little thing up like it was made of glass, cradling it against his chest. The dog just melted into him. No barking. No struggle. Just this weird, heartbreaking stillness like it had finally stopped running.
And here’s the weirdest part: his face completely changed. You could see the switch flip. He wasn’t here for a call anymore. Whatever reason he showed up for… it was suddenly the least important thing happening on that street.
Then he looked up—right at me.
“Did you know about this dog?” he asked, voice low.
I opened my mouth. Closed it. Because I had seen the puppy. Two nights ago. But I didn’t say anything. I told myself it’d find its way home.
He started walking toward me, still holding the pup tight.
And just as he reached my front step, he said—👇
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07/08/2025

Eloise Peck’s mother wants the world to understand just how deeply her daughter was loved.
“Eloise was literally friends with everyone,” she told reporter Steve Novi Ello. “She loved spaghetti, but not more than she loved dogs and animals. She had a family who loved her fiercely for the 8 years we were blessed to have her. Especially her Mommy.”
Tragically, Eloise was one of the young lives lost in the devastating floodwaters at Camp Mystic.
She died alongside her best friend and cabinmate, Lila Bonner, who also didn’t survive.
This photo captures a bittersweet moment—Eloise and Lila, smiling and full of life, soaking in the joy of summer camp.
Rest easy, sweet girls. Your light and laughter will never be forgotten. 💔💔 See more details:

07/08/2025

He gave his life to save his fiancée, 6-year-old child, 1-year-old baby, and his mother from drowning in their flooded home 💔

07/08/2025

People at the airport noticed a man in uniform lying on the floor, with a German shepherd sitting beside him: everyone was shocked when they found out why the animal was barking and growling at those nearby 😱😱That morning, the airport was buzzing. Some people were rushing to their gates, others stood in line with coffee, and some simply stared out the windows, watching the planes take off. But in a quiet corner of the terminal, something unusual was happening. People started to stop, whisper, and pull out their phones. On the cold tile floor lay a young man in military uniform. He had placed a small, worn blanket underneath him and curled up, hugging his knees. His face was pale. His eyes were closed. He was breathing heavily. Next to him, like a stone statue, sat a German shepherd. Large, strong, with intelligent eyes. She didn’t take her eyes off the people around her for even a second. If anyone tried to get close — even just to walk past — she would stand up on her hind legs and growl. Not angrily, but warningly. People hesitated. Some tried talking to the dog, others called security. But no one dared to come near. When passersby learned what was really going on and why the dog was acting this way, they were stunned Full Story In Comment⤵️

07/08/2025

I CAME HOME TO FIND MY DAUGHTER LOCKED IN THE DOG CAGE—AND THE BABYSITTER DIDN’T EVEN BLINK
I was only gone two hours. Just enough time to run errands and finally pick up that birthday gift for my sister. The sitter, Kelsie, came highly recommended—quiet college student, early childhood education major, CPR certified, the whole checklist. I figured it’d be a chill afternoon.
But the second I stepped through the front door, something felt off.
The living room was way too quiet for two kids under five. The TV was blaring some old cartoon, toys were scattered everywhere—but I didn’t hear laughter, no footsteps, no chaos. Just... silence.
Then I saw it.
Right in the middle of the rug, the dog crate. Our big plastic one we use for Bruno when guests come over. But this time, Bruno wasn’t in it.
My daughter was.
Ellie, sitting crisscross in that crate like it was a fort gone wrong. Her cheeks were red and puffed like she'd been crying. And her twin brother? Standing barefoot beside it, pointing at her like this was part of some twisted game. I froze. My brain couldn’t catch up fast enough.
“What the hell is going on?” I finally shouted.
Kelsie looked up from her phone in the kitchen—calm as ever—and said, “Oh, they were playing zoo. She wanted to be the tiger.”
I walked closer. Ellie looked up at me, lip trembling, and said, “She locked it, Mommy. I told her I didn’t wanna play anymore.”
I looked down. The latch was actually shut.
I turned back to Kelsie, heart pounding, fists clenched—and that’s when she said something that made my stomach twist even harder…
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07/08/2025

HE SAT ON THE SIDEWALK WITH A CRUST OF BREAD—WHILE THEY TOASTED THREE FEET AWAY
The laughter spilled out of the restaurant like perfume. Warm lights, clinking glasses, people leaning into each other like the night was theirs.
But just outside the window, on the cold concrete, this kid sat with a slice of bread and a dog that wouldn’t stop watching his face.
He couldn’t have been more than ten. Maybe younger. Clothes stiff with dirt, sleeves too short, a blank look that hit harder than any plea. He wasn’t begging. Wasn’t looking at anyone. Just slowly breaking that bread in half, like it was a ritual.
The dog didn’t bark. Didn’t whine. Just waited. Patient, alert.
I watched the boy tear off the bigger piece and hand it to the dog. No words. No hesitation. Just gave it away like it was obvious. Like of course the dog eats first.
Meanwhile, inside, some guy in a blazer raised his wine glass and shouted, “To abundance!” and everyone laughed like it meant something.
I stood there, holding my to-go bag like it weighed a thousand pounds. Something in my chest pulled tight. I reached into it, pulled out the sandwich. Took a step. Stopped.
The boy finally looked up. Met my eyes.
And just as I opened my mouth to say something—anything—he said four words that knocked the air out of me…😳
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07/07/2025

Haylee Ladner simultaneously welcomed four identical girls and one boy. Quintuplets occur in roughly one in 60 million births and the odds of having identical quadruplets are about one in 15 million.
Haylee and Shawn Ladner’s five babies — daughters, Adalyn, Everleigh, Malley, Magnolia, and son Jake — were delivered at the University of Mississippi Medical Center. The four girls are identical quadruplets. See in comment!

07/07/2025

“Every day, he searched through my trash can. 😵‍💫 But one day, he knocked on my door and handed me a note that changed my entire life.” ✉️👇
— That boy by the dumpster again! — Marta muttered, peeking out the window. — Same thing every day. Don’t his parents see what he’s doing?
Down below, a boy of about ten was methodically turning over garbage bags with a stick, as if looking for something specific. His face was dirty, sleeves rolled up, hair messy. And his expression — focused, almost adult-like.
Marta rolled her eyes but couldn’t look away for long — her heart gave a little ache. An hour later, she went out herself with a bag and approached him:
— What are you looking for, sweetheart?
The boy looked up and blinked, surprised.
— Metal. Sometimes… something useful.
— What for?
— For us. There’s three of us. Me, Mom, and the cat. Mom’s work is unstable... I help.
He didn’t ask for anything. Just looked her in the eye — honestly, directly. She nodded and left.
That evening, for the first time in years, Marta made soup — real soup, not from a packet, but like she used to in her youth — with heart. She poured it into a jar, wrapped it in an old bag, and left it by the door.
The next day — again. The boy would simply nod in quiet gratitude. Sometimes he left her small notes with drawings on the bench. One had the two of them — she and him. Signed: “Thank you.”
✉️ One day, he knocked on her door. In his hands, he held a crumpled envelope that changed my life…
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07/06/2025

The family rushed him to the hospital, where doctors made a horrifying discovery – check comments 💔

07/06/2025

During a walk with her huge pet, a girl became the center of attention and not because of the exotic breed of her dog. check in comment!

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