Sipke

Two and a half years ago you were one of the many dogs we found near the shelter..living with your siblings on the field, all around 3 months old, scared, skinny and full of worms and ticks ..chased by people. I’ve seen them gone one by one and couldn’t save them, we had too many.. every time I was feeding you i was whispering “please survive, please trust me, let me cuddle you, have faith, one day I’ll take you in ..”
You grew up and had to be spayed..had also a wound..we caught you and you were spayed but space was still a problem in shelter ..you should have go on the street again..
I couldn’t let you go anymore..
For some strange reasons, you got a big piece of my heart, being always shy, sensitive, delicate, not understood, needing protection, special… You are Maria’s age..you must be another child of mine from other life..