Sarah

My name is Sarah.<br/><br/>And if you're reading this, I need you to understand something first.<br/><br/>I am loved.<br/><br/>So deeply loved that the person who saved me is having to do the hardest thing they've ever done. Not because I did anything wrong. Not because I'm too much. Not because I'm unwanted.<br/><br/>But because they are a rescue.<br/><br/>And rescues save dogs. They don't keep them.<br/><br/>When I first came, I was shut down. The world was loud and confusing and I didn't know how to be a dog. I didn't know grass. I didn't know safety. I didn't know that hands could be gentle.<br/><br/>They taught me.<br/><br/>They sat with me. They waited. They celebrated the smallest victories. The first tail wag. The first time I leaned in. The first time I trusted enough to fall asleep without fear.<br/><br/>And once I chose them, I chose them completely.<br/><br/>I am loyal in a way that makes your chest ache. I don't love halfway. When I attach, it is forever in my heart. I watch you. I follow you. I check on you. I want to know you're okay. I want to be yours.<br/><br/>Yes, I have a strong prey drive. I feel things intensely. I'm wired to chase movement, to focus, to work. It means I need structure. I need understanding. I need the right environment.<br/><br/>But what I give in return is unwavering devotion.<br/><br/>The person who loves me right now would keep me in a heartbeat. If love alone were enough, I would already be home forever. But rescue means making room. Rescue means choosing the next dog who needs saving. Rescue means breaking your own heart a little so another life can be pulled from the dark.<br/><br/>So they are letting me go.<br/><br/>Through tears. Through second guessing. Through loving me enough to believe someone out there can give me what I deserve full time.<br/><br/>Please know this when you meet me.<br/><br/>I am not a leftover.<br/>I am not a burden.<br/>I am not being given away lightly.<br/><br/>I am being released with love.<br/><br/>I want a home where I can pour my whole heart into one person, one family. I want to guard the house. Learn the rules. Lay at your feet. Watch the door until you come back. I want to belong so completely that there is never a question of where I fit.<br/><br/>If you choose me, you are not just adopting a dog.<br/><br/>You are accepting something precious that someone else loved enough to let go.<br/><br/>I'm Sarah.<br/><br/>And I am someone's heartbreak.<br/><br/>I hope I can be someone else's forever.

My name is Sarah.

And if you're reading this, I need you to understand something first.

I am loved.

So deeply loved that the person who saved me is having to do the hardest thing they've ever done. Not because I did anything wrong. Not because I'm too much. Not because I'm unwanted.

But because they are a rescue.

And rescues save dogs. They don't keep them.

When I first came, I was shut down. The world was loud and confusing and I didn't know how to be a dog. I didn't know grass. I didn't know safety. I didn't know that hands could be gentle.

They taught me.

They sat with me. They waited. They celebrated the smallest victories. The first tail wag. The first time I leaned in. The first time I trusted enough to fall asleep without fear.

And once I chose them, I chose them completely.

I am loyal in a way that makes your chest ache. I don't love halfway. When I attach, it is forever in my heart. I watch you. I follow you. I check on you. I

My name is Sarah.

And if you're reading this, I need you to understand something first.

I am loved.

So deeply loved that the person who saved me is having to do the hardest thing they've ever done. Not because I did anything wrong. Not because I'm too much. Not because I'm unwanted.

But because they are a rescue.

And rescues save dogs. They don't keep them.

When I first came, I was shut down. The world was loud and confusing and I didn't know how to be a dog. I didn't know grass. I didn't know safety. I didn't know that hands could be gentle.

They taught me.

They sat with me. They waited. They celebrated the smallest victories. The first tail wag. The first time I leaned in. The first time I trusted enough to fall asleep without fear.

And once I chose them, I chose them completely.

I am loyal in a way that makes your chest ache. I don't love halfway. When I attach, it is forever in my heart. I watch you. I follow you. I check on you. I want to know you're okay. I want to be yours.

Yes, I have a strong prey drive. I feel things intensely. I'm wired to chase movement, to focus, to work. It means I need structure. I need understanding. I need the right environment.

But what I give in return is unwavering devotion.

The person who loves me right now would keep me in a heartbeat. If love alone were enough, I