I accepted a calling to serve in whichever capacity I could to help uplift a pocket of people that were severely disadvantaged during lockdown. Only to uncover a stewing pot of toxic activity and a long list of urgent concerns across all levels of welfare. I was horrified at the condition I found many of the dogs. My first rescue was stomach wrenching as I watched the malnourished dog on a short lead devour handfuls of pellets in a frenzy. I looked around the dark and filthy shack trying to find some form of hope that could have kept this dog alive, but it had been here on its own for almost a week growling at anyone who came near the door, scared of humans.