Her name is Hope. But she looked like a burn victim with a sorrow so deep, she broke our hearts. Sometimes, you feel her anger as she hobbled on three legs because one was sore.

With supplements, essential oils and tender loving care, Hope transformed from a recluse to a goofy playmate. Her world is no longer a corner in the shadows. Now she dances to her feet when she hears her name, eager to go for walks.

Hope still has a long way to go. But this girl believes that in life, you do what you can. Light up a dose of hope in your heart. And let the future take care of itself.


Female Mongrel, 8 years young

Outdoor toilet trained, sterilised, microchipped, vaccinated.

Arggh...no love lost.

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