Almost five years ago, I started searching for a dog. I found a Craigslist post from a family rehoming their late father’s German Shepherds. He’d been a breeder. The dogs needed homes.
I went there for a specific female. But she was already gone.
They introduced me to her sister — Sabrina. Thin, shut down, unsure of everything.
Still, I couldn’t walk away. Something in her still reached for connection, even through fear.
She came home with me that day.
Now, she’s ten years old — but still acts like a pup. Loves the river. Hikes. Long naps in the sun. She’s everything I didn’t know I needed.
I didn’t just rescue her. She met me where I was and pulled me forward.
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