I came to the shelter in august 2019, after being found on the mountains with my mom. We had been living there, chained to barrels and with very little contact with people.

The shelter was a really new experience, suddenly there were people all around me and even though I really want to go and give a small kiss, I get spooked easily and run back to my doghouse.

Maybe that's why visitors don't really pay much attention to me... But I know I could learn to be brave, to trust, if someone just gave me a chance.

Maybe one day someone will see me and bring out the sweet princess that I really am.