My mum was killed leaving me and my siblings at the dump site. My siblings died shortly after and I was found eating them to save myself from starvation.

Gruesome huh? Wait, it gets worse! When my foster mom took me home, I was parvo stricken and almost did not make it…but guess who’s a survivor? 😎

I’m 8 weeks old now, super active and love terrorising my foster brothers and sister. I’m almost 90% toilet trained but I still have accidents sometimes when my foster mom leaves me in my crate for more than 4 hours 🫣

I still get a bit scared when she puts me in the crate after playtime, and will cry a little bit, but that’s only because I’m afraid I will be abandoned again 😞 But I stop after a few minutes because my foster mom always makes sure I know that I’m not alone 😊

I’m really hoping I can find a forever home and I promise that I will love you with every single inch of my tiny body, and then some more! Will you let me make you happy for the rest of my life?