My new name is Karma. I love that I have the same name of the people who saved me. I can't tell you how awesome it is not to be chained up. Everyone has been asking about "the new kid" on the block, over at Karma Rescue, so here is my story.
My whole life, I lived outside chained to a tree. The chain was so heavy! My neck would hang with the weight of it. I think it was the kind of chain used to anchor boats in the water....I never got to run free. Ever. My whole life was being chained to that tree. I only had about 3 feet to move. I waited for food. Sometimes it came, sometimes it didn't. When I was a small puppy, I would cry out for someone to come feed me....or talk to me....or pet me....but I learned very quickly that was the wrong thing to do. My owners would come out and kick me me in the head or the side and tell me I was a noisy, bad, bad dog. I tried to tell them I wasn't, but he wouldn't listen and he'd kick me again. Eventually I stopped trying to call out to him.
There were some little kids in the neighborhood I lived in. They would sometimes stop by my fence and talk to me. They sounded so sweet. I wanted to talk to them, but I thought they might kick me, so I would just look at them. I tried sending them my thoughts....tried telling them I wasn't a bad dog and I would love to go run and play with them. But they never heard my thoughts. Until one day.....
It was a beautiful sunny day....a day I will never forget. The little kid's mama, came knocking on my owners door. I didn't think he would answer. I think he left. I hadn't eaten or been kicked in a long time, so that's how I knew he wasn't home. The lady rang the bell and knocked on the door for what seemed like hours. Then, an amazing thing happened. She came over to my tree! And she talked so sweetly to me! And gave me some treats! (which I'm embarrassed to say, I gobbled up like a little pig! But I couldn't help it. I was starving!) I licked her hand. She scratched my ear. And boy did that feel nice. Then she started to cry. I felt so sad that I made her cry. I wanted to tell her that I was not a bad dog, that I didn't mean to make her cry. I was so afraid she was going to leave. And she did. Oh well. I just laid down again and tried to ignore my growling tummy and sore neck.
Then a miracle happened...the lady came back with a man and a big giant machine. See, my chain was held onto the tree with a big padlock, so I wouldn't run away. They used the machine to cut my chain off. And they scooped me up and took me away. They fed me and gave me a bath and scratched my ears. Then we went to a place called Karma Rescue. That's where I am now. I love it here. I am living with other dogs and really nice humans. And I get to eat twice a day! Plus lots of treats. And the best part is I don't have to wear a chain! Oh and I don't get kicked in the head everyday!
Now I am looking for a real home. A place I can cuddle up with someone sweet...like the lady and man that rescued me. Or the little kids that would talk to me by my fence. Do you think that is possible? I am a good dog! Everyone at Karma Rescue tells me so. And they also tell me I'm pretty. Can I come home with you? I will be a very very good girl! I promise!
Until then, I will be living here, waiting for my wonderful new owners. But because the rescue was already full when I came here, I feel kinda bad. I don't want to be a burden! I know it's expensive for my vet bills and my training and food and stuff. I want to earn my keep! They helped save me, so I really feel indebted to them. So I have a favor to ask...could help me raise some money for my stay? That would be great. I promise to be good! I'll even give you kisses and let you scratch my belly!
LOVE KARMA