Gogi was born into a litter of fluffy puppies, their fur as soft as clouds and their eyes as bright as stars. But unlike his siblings, Gogi was different. His snout was split in two, and his teeth were upturned, giving him a peculiar, lopsided appearance.
The other puppies played and frolicked, their joyful barks filling the air. But Gogi felt alone, a misfit among his littermates. He tried to join in the fun, but the other puppies would shy away, their tails tucked between their legs.
As the puppies grew older, their mother began to wean them from her milk. One by one, she led her pups away from the nest, leaving them to explore the world on their own. But Gogi was left behind. His mother seemed to avoid him, as if ashamed of his appearance.
Gogi felt a pang of sadness. He had hoped that his mother would love him, no matter what he looked like. But as the days turned into weeks, he realized that he was truly alone.
He wandered the woods, his heart heavy with loneliness. He tried to find food and shelter, but the other animals in the forest were wary of him. They would flee at his approach, their eyes filled with fear.
Gogi’s days were filled with sorrow. He missed the warmth of his mother’s fur, the comfort of his littermates. He longed for companionship, for someone to love him. But as he looked out at the world, he saw only indifference and rejection.
