From day one, Inka hated us. When we stepped out of our truck, walked down the earthy drive, and saw all nine pounds of her skinny, three month old, body trotting up the drive, we were in love with her.
Inka was found under a trailer in Pheland, CA. She was the last puppy to be found, bloated with worms, starving, dehydrated, and scared of humans. Two days after she was pulled from the trailer and brought into a home without knowledge of puppies, we found her ad on craigslist. It took many months to gain her trust. Even more months to catch a glimpse of her goofy character.
It wasn't until after she was 2 years old that she really began to spark. She was just a dull, sad pup who didn't like being told what to do.
Inka has really blossomed into my best friend. She's my right leg, my hero, my baby girl. She's the bravest thing I know, even conquering the terrifying plastic bag because 'I' asked her to. She trusts me to the end and I trust her.
I am entering for any U.S. prize pack, I followed all vendors from both! I fall for my dog every day. Those trusting brown eyes, that broken paw, those monstrous ears. She's my everything.