Alex Carreles pulled into a California gas station late at night, expecting nothing more than a routine refueling. The bright overhead lights hummed steadily, pumps stood in neat rows, and the lot looked as ordinary as ever until something caught his eye.

A shape, furry and awkward, peeked out from the rim of a trash can.

It wasn’t moving like trash. Something about it made Alex pause, unease creeping through him.

He stepped closer, pavement crunching beneath his feet, and peered into the bin. Whatever was inside clearly didn’t belong there. In that moment, a simple stop for gas turned into a rescue no one had anticipated.

An Unexpected Visitor

When the man got closer, it began to dawn on him what he was seeing.

The furry hindquarters sticking out of the trash weren’t a raccoon or st

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