Connie (Reduced Rover)

Connie: The White-Coated Angel Who Fell to Earth (and Immediately Chose You) <br/><br/>My name is Connie, and I suppose the truth should be spoken plainly:<br/>I am a creature the world should have never nearly lost.<br/><br/>Born around 6 years ago, I survived a rural Louisiana shelter where the walls were cold, the odds were cruel, and hope arrived late. But it arrived. Take Paws pulled me from the shadows, brushed the dust from my wings, and whispered, "You're safe now."<br/><br/>I am an American Bulldog mix the color of first snowfall - a white so pure it glows. My eyes are glacial blue, carved from winter skies, and my pink-speckled nose looks as if a painter added one final flourish and said, "There. Now she is perfect."<br/><br/>I am spayed, vaccinated, and working through heartworm treatment with the steady patience of someone who already knows she has a future worth healing for.<br/><br/>But beauty is the least interesting thing about me.<br/><br/>I am a study in contrasts - softness wrapped around steel, caution wrapped around yearning. After everything I endured, I approach new people slowly, especially men; trust, once shattered, becomes a fragile antique. But when I learn your voice, your scent, your kindness...<br/><br/>I bloom.<br/><br/>And in blooming, I become something astonishing:<br/>A 60 pound lap dog who melts across your legs like a spilled sunbeam.<br/>A guardian angel curled at your feet, alert, devoted, unshakeable.<br/>A creature who loves with the kind of loyalty that can't be trained - only earned.<br/><br/>I follow my foster mom through rooms like a whispered prayer, as though proximity alone can save us both. And perhaps it can. I adore my dog siblings, so long as they acknowledge that I am the sovereign queen of our domestic kingdom - regal, affectionate, occasionally dramatic, always sincere.<br/><br/>I love long walks, the kind where the world smells new and I remember that joy is allowed. I love toys, play, and curling up afterwards like a child falling asleep in her guardian's shadow.<br/><br/>But here is the truth beneath all the ornament:<br/><br/>I am not simple.<br/>I am not effortless.<br/>I am not for everyone.<br/><br/>I am for someone who understands that some angels arrive bruised. Someone patient enough to earn my trust, steady enough to guide me forward, gentle enough to help me lay down the fears I carried from the shelter walls.<br/><br/>If you are that person -<br/>if your heart responds to stories of resilience,<br/>if your home has space for devotion,<br/>if your soul aches a little reading this -<br/><br/>Then I am ready.<br/><br/>Connie.<br/>White-coated.<br/>Blue-eyed.<br/>Heaven-sent.<br/>Waiting for the human she was meant to guard.<br/><br/>PLEASE READ BELOW:<br/><br/>If you are interested in meeting and/or adopting, the first step is to complete an application and read all of our FAQs: <br/><br/>https://www.takepawsrescue.org/adopt<br/><br/>Please note: Information to determine if you might be a match for one of our animals can only be found on our application. <br/>*An inquiry, questions or introduction through Petfinder is NOT an application* <br/>All known details about our animals are posted on their profile and updated daily. Other info will be discussed in detail with the foster during the application review process. Due to the high volume of introductions/questions received we ask you to submit an application (that application can be used for any dog with Take Paws Rescue).<br/><br/>The adoption fee for adult dogs covers age appropriate vaccinations, microchip, spay/neuter if not yet performed, heartworm test & appropriate heartworm treatment by the rescue's vet. All dogs in our care are also kept up-to-date on HW/Flea Prevention.<br/>For more on this, or for additional information, including the adoption process and our adoption fee scale for all our adoptable pets (including an explanation about Benefactor Dogs), please see our FAQs page: <br/><br/>https://www.takepawsrescue.org/faq<br/><br/>Any breed labels used by Take Paws Rescue, its employees/volunteers, or on vet records provided cannot be guaranteed. Breed labels are given based on information obtained during intake and/or best guesses based on appearance and/or temperament of the dogs and Take Paws Rescue gives no assurance to the accuracy of these labels. Labels are necessary for postings to many animal networking sites, such as our website, Chewy, Pet Finder, and others. These are in no way a guarantee. Additionally, exact age and potential size cannot be guaranteed.<br/><br/>***Take Paws Rescue saves dogs from high-kill shelters across the South, owner surrenders, and discarded dogs with uncertain futures. All of our animals live in foster homes where they are socialized, and well cared for. An application will be required to make sure it's the perfect match!

Connie: The White-Coated Angel Who Fell to Earth (and Immediately Chose You)

My name is Connie, and I suppose the truth should be spoken plainly:
I am a creature the world should have never nearly lost.

Born around 6 years ago, I survived a rural Louisiana shelter where the walls were cold, the odds were cruel, and hope arrived late. But it arrived. Take Paws pulled me from the shadows, brushed the dust from my wings, and whispered, "You're safe now."

I am an American Bulldog mix the color of first snowfall - a white so pure it glows. My eyes are glacial blue, carved from winter skies, and my pink-speckled nose looks as if a painter added one final flourish and said, "There. Now she is perfect."

I am spayed, vaccinated, and working through heartworm treatment with the steady patience of someone who already knows she has a future worth healing for.

But beauty is the least interesting thing about me.

I am a study in contrasts - softness wrapped around steel, caution wr

Connie: The White-Coated Angel Who Fell to Earth (and Immediately Chose You)

My name is Connie, and I suppose the truth should be spoken plainly:
I am a creature the world should have never nearly lost.

Born around 6 years ago, I survived a rural Louisiana shelter where the walls were cold, the odds were cruel, and hope arrived late. But it arrived. Take Paws pulled me from the shadows, brushed the dust from my wings, and whispered, "You're safe now."

I am an American Bulldog mix the color of first snowfall - a white so pure it glows. My eyes are glacial blue, carved from winter skies, and my pink-speckled nose looks as if a painter added one final flourish and said, "There. Now she is perfect."

I am spayed, vaccinated, and working through heartworm treatment with the steady patience of someone who already knows she has a future worth healing for.

But beauty is the least interesting thing about me.

I am a study in contrasts - softness wrapped around steel, caution wrapped around yearning. After everything I endured, I approach new people slowly, especially men; trust, once shattered, becomes a fragile antique. But when I learn your voice, your scent, your kindness...

I bloom.

And in blooming, I become something astonishing:
A 60 pound lap dog who melts across your legs like a spilled sunbeam.
A guardian angel curled at your feet, ale