Bikers see an abandoned cage and what they find inside changes their lives forever

And two that I’d like to give special thanks to are Bret Winingar and his son, Zach…

Bret and Zach were riding a motorcycle on the back roads around Little Rock, Arkansas when they saw an old dog carrier.

 

 

 

Their curiosity was piqued, so they went for a closer look. Shockingly, there was a severely malnourished dog inside.

The carrier was covered with feces, and the dog had chewed a hole in the carrier in an apparent effort to free herself.

 

The father and son left the dog for a little while…

 

 

The first thing Bret and Zach did was trim Charlie Bravo’s claws. They had grown so long during her time in the cage, that they curled inward, making it painful for the dog to walk.

After that, it was time for a bath.

Bret—who initially hadn’t even thought of keeping Charlie—couldn’t bring himself to giving the dog away. Since rescuing Charlie, Bret and his family have also adopted three more rescued dogs.

..And came back in a car with dog food and water.

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