Briar Rose
I pulled this pretty little girl from a puppy mill in NM, she had been living in a concrete kennel with makeshift, wooden walls and fence panels. The same walls she has seen her whole life. The same walls her mother saw her whole life and all the sisters and brothers that came before her. Today she went and got herself adopted. Today the walls that surround her become her walls and they are not makeshift. Not even a little. They are forever and they will protect her while she makes her way in the world.
Go on Briar Rose. You are ready. You are no longer halfway home.
