I'll never forget the day I met Max. He was just a scrawny, scrappy little dog, rummaging through the trash cans in Lagos's bustling streets. His matted fur and limp made him look like a lost cause.


But there was something in his eyes, a spark that hinted at a deeper story.


As a journalist, I'd seen my fair share of strays. But Max's determination drew me in. I decided to follow him, chronicling his journey.


For weeks, Max scavenged for scraps, avoiding the cruel kicks and jeers...