Across California, over 800 animals have been saved from the wildfires. Shelters filled with dogs and cats, barns crammed with horses and donkeys, and quiet corners housing turtles and birds. Their faces were marked by soot and fear. Many carried burns, wounds, and the heavy weight of survival.

The rescue teams waded into smoldering fields, broke down fences, and coaxed frightened creatures from danger. They carried pups in their arms, herded panicked horses, and loaded trembling goats onto trucks.

Some animals found safety in makeshift shelters: high school gyms turned into stalls and pens. Others were driven to rescue centers, their cries muffled by the hum of engines. Veterinarian worked without sleep, patching up animals as flames raged in the hills.

The numbers don’t tell the whole story. 800 lives saved. 800 futures reclaimed from the fire’s edge. It’s not enough, but it’s something. Out there, beneath the smoke and haze, they’re still searching. They won’t stop. Not yet.