We gave this little dog from the dreadful municipal kennel in Krestena the name of the earth itself: Tierra.
As we looked at the dogs we brought from there, we realized they were all painted in the color of soil. The shade their coats had taken on hid who they really were. All except her. Tierra was brown, and even though she had been living in mud, it was as if she had refused to let it stain her.
She arrived at our shelter in Oropos just as radiant, and it took her almost no time to adjust and begin showing us how wonderful she is. She is an adult, but still young, and her enthusiasm for life shines through her eyes.
We took her for a walk on the beach. Had she ever seen the sea before? She did not stop wagging her tail, sniffing everything around her, watching the world with endless curiosity. Every so often she would turn to look at us, and when our eyes met, she would run back and jump up, unable to get enough of cuddles and affection.
She met the other dogs beautifully. She was patient, willing to play, at ease. With people she is sweet, affectionate, playful, and eager to connect. She shows a real willingness to cooperate and learn. With a gentle correction, she understands and does not insist on pulling on the leash during walks.
Tierra is ready for a home. Ready for a family she can bond with through the trust she already shows toward people, through communication and care.
Tierra, the earth, is ready to bloom.
