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I was born on a sidewalk on 19th May. I remember the cement being cold but the warmth of my mother’s body kept me safe. My mother wasn’t comforted by soft pillows or nursed with good food and love. She was hit repeatedly, abused and maimed until she changed our spot to the dumpster. Oddly enough, It was my first home.
My rescuer saw seven puppies stacked on top of each other, shivering and shaking in fear. She built us our first home- an old amazon cardboard box. She layered it with all blankets, old and tattered, and kept all of us inside it. Our mother was fed warm meals everyday, her belly was full so she no longer had to scavenge food and fend for herself and her family of seven.
I lost all of my siblings to road accidents. It was survival of the fittest ever since we opened our baby eyes. At the end, it was me, Moon, Dexter and Chloe. Soon after, Dexter and Chloe were gone too.
I didn’t know what was in store for me on the night of 14th July. When the street lights went off, Moon and I were on the road resting under the moonlight. A remorseless driver came speeding by, collided into Moon & escaped, like he hadn’t just put an end to my sister’s life. Our life, our pumping heart, thumping beat in our veins meant so little to him.
We wailed and wailed, my mother came running to the crime scene, her efforts to resuscitate Moon went into vain. We watched as her chest expanded and dropped for one last time.
It was the last day I spent on the streets of India. My rescuer brought me home promptly. Everything entranced me, I loved that my life was suddenly full of kind people, masseuses, belly rubs, food that didn’t have dirt and stones and more playmates.
I watched as all my pedigree counterparts found homes. I saw an endless litany of faces but none had come for me. It was painful at first to watch them all leave & find families of their own but the upside was that I got to spend more time with my rescuer.
After a painfully long wait of five months, I have found a home in Vancouver, Canada. A once-anonymous dog is ready to become the apple of a loving family's eye. My family is waiting seven seas away and it’ll take a little bit of help from your end to get me there.
Please donate to my fundraiser and turn my dream into reality. Funds raised will be used in transportation, microchipping, spaying, vetting, crate, medical tests and paperwork involved.
My rescuer saw seven puppies stacked on top of each other, shivering and shaking in fear. She built us our first home- an old amazon cardboard box. She layered it with all blankets, old and tattered, and kept all of us inside it. Our mother was fed warm meals everyday, her belly was full so she no longer had to scavenge food and fend for herself and her family of seven.
I lost all of my siblings to road accidents. It was survival of the fittest ever since we opened our baby eyes. At the end, it was me, Moon, Dexter and Chloe. Soon after, Dexter and Chloe were gone too.
I didn’t know what was in store for me on the night of 14th July. When the street lights went off, Moon and I were on the road resting under the moonlight. A remorseless driver came speeding by, collided into Moon & escaped, like he hadn’t just put an end to my sister’s life. Our life, our pumping heart, thumping beat in our veins meant so little to him.
We wailed and wailed, my mother came running to the crime scene, her efforts to resuscitate Moon went into vain. We watched as her chest expanded and dropped for one last time.
It was the last day I spent on the streets of India. My rescuer brought me home promptly. Everything entranced me, I loved that my life was suddenly full of kind people, masseuses, belly rubs, food that didn’t have dirt and stones and more playmates.
I watched as all my pedigree counterparts found homes. I saw an endless litany of faces but none had come for me. It was painful at first to watch them all leave & find families of their own but the upside was that I got to spend more time with my rescuer.
After a painfully long wait of five months, I have found a home in Vancouver, Canada. A once-anonymous dog is ready to become the apple of a loving family's eye. My family is waiting seven seas away and it’ll take a little bit of help from your end to get me there.
Please donate to my fundraiser and turn my dream into reality. Funds raised will be used in transportation, microchipping, spaying, vetting, crate, medical tests and paperwork involved.
