Hi!  I am Vida, and I am only about 12 weeks old.  My name means "life" in Latin. My foster parents named me Vida because when they found me I was barely holding onto my life.  My foster daddy found me behind a garbage can in a Central Los Angeles Park.  I didn't know if I could trust him at first, but he bent down and called me so softly.  I limped over to meet him.  My back leg was really hurt.  I got hit by a car a couple of day earlier.  Those meanies didn't even stop to see if I was okay.  He took me right to vet because he wanted me to feel all better.

  Turns out the doctor said my leg was hurt too badly, and it couldn't be fixed.  I was very sad at first, but he told me I wouldn't be much different from all the other puppies. So I agreed to be a brave girl and he had to remove my leg to save my life.  But, it was worth it!  He was right about being like the other pups.  I get around good and I love to play play play.

   I feel kind of bad because my foster daddy doesn't know how he is going to pay for all my vet bills.  He was real worried that he wouldn't be able to pull the money together.  He went to work before my surgery and told all his construction buddies about me.  All those big, tough burly guys dug deep in their pockets to help pay for me get all fixed up!  I am real lucky to have my surgery because of the money they gathered.  The thing is we still need a little more to pay for the rest of vet bills.  My foster dad is a hero and I don't want him to worry anymore. Can you please help by donating whatever you can?

In the meantime, I will be looking for my forever home.  The people at Karma Rescue said they would help raise this money and even help find me the PERFECT home.  Did you hear that?  The perfect home-just for me!!! They said it would be safe, and just the right fit! 

Thank you,

Baby Vida