Jack was found घायल and alone, his small body trembling with pain. One of his legs dragged behind him, and every step looked like it hurt. But even then, his tail wagged—just a little.

He fell often. Sometimes he couldn’t stand at all.

But Jack never gave up.

When he couldn’t walk, he rolled.
When he couldn’t run, he tried again.

Day by day, with care and patience, he grew stronger. The wounds slowly healed, but his spirit had never been broken.

Jack may fall…
but he always rolls again.