Chapter 775


    The old man with silver hair nced up and asked. "Who is it?"


    "They''re journalists from the Stray Animal Protection Association."


    At the mention of the Association, the old man sprang up instantly, getting chairs for Agnes and Jared.


    "Please, have a seat."


    "Mr. Fabian, don''t fuss over us," Agnes reassured him, "I''m just here for a simple interview."


    Mr. Fabian cleaned his hands As he said, "Alright, ask away."


    Agnes pulled out her voice recorder and handed her camera to Jared. "Could you be the photographer


    today?"


    Jared took the camera and said. "I charge quite a bit, but we''ll settle upter."


    Agnes started the interview. "Mr. and Mrs. Fabian, when did you start caring for these stray cats and


    dogs?"


    Mr. Fabian replied, "About a decade ago. After my wife and I retired, we began looking after these poor


    little creatures. Many of the dogs here were raised by us from birth. It started with just three dogs and


    two cats in the alley. The number has grown and now we''re looking after around a hundred."


    Agnes asked, "Caring for so many strays requires a huge expense. How do you manage?"


    "My pension covers some of the expenses," Mr. Fabian exined. "My wife doesn''t have one, but she


    used to run a hot dog stand in the alley, which made a decent amount. We used all the earnings on


    these animals. But now, with the government''s redevelopment ns, we''ve lost our business and are


    being asked to move. If we move, what happens to these animals? Some are too old to fend for


    themselves. The government offered housingpensation, but pets aren''t allowed there, let alone


    thisrge group."


    Agnes was touched by their story.


    "So, you''re refusing to move because of these strays, right?" Agnes asked for confirmation.


    Mr. Fabian sighed, and Mrs. Fabian, who was grooming an old dog, replied, "Yes, we don''t have kids of


    our own. These cats and dogs are like family. Each one has a name. This one is Potato, because she


    loves eating potatoes. That one is Max. If we leave, these animals would either be left to stray again or


    be euthanized. The older ones, without our care, would simply starve. They''re all precious lives. We


    raise them, and leaving them now would be like throwing our own children away. We won''t move, no


    matter what."


    Agnes was surprised to learn that the Fabians'' refusal to move was due to their love for these strays.


    "Have you discussed this issue with the government?" Agnes asked.


    "Of course," Mr. Fabian answered, "We''ve tried exining multiple times. If they could find a solution


    for these animals, we wouldn''t stand in the government''s way. But some people imed these animals


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    carry diseases and should be euthanized. Twelve have already been taken. We fought tooth and nail to


    protect the rest. Some people, taking advantage of our old age, tried to poison our dogs to force us to


    move. That''s how we lost our Sparky."


    Tears welled up in their eyes. "We''re old and don''t have the means to take them to the vet. Even when


    we managed to, we were told there was nothing to be done. We could only watch them suffer and die


    in agony, and then bury them. How can people be so cruel? These animals are gentle and never bite.


    Dogs understand human kindness. They know what you do for them. How could anyone be so


    heartless?"


    Overwhelmed by their grief, the elderly couple was inconsble.