Valentina’s journey into my life began on what felt like a truly disheartening day. She was a victim of neglect, starved of love and care. Despite my optimism during her rescue, there were times when I doubted if it would all work out.
I found myself waking up in the early hours, checking on her every two hours to ensure she was still alive. Each approach was a nerve-wracking moment, but it was a relief to find her alright come morning time, with no fever and seeming healthy.
