Rosita′s Story

I don't understand where my human has gone.

She used to hold me close, whisper my name in a voice soft like blankets we curled up in. Rozita, she would say, and I knew I was safe. Our home was warm, full of love.

Then one day, strangers came.

They spoke in hushed voices, moved around my home. My human was gone. I searched, waited, but she never called my name again.

Character & Temperament

I am sweet and calm. I love people, especially the small ones who giggle and pet me gently. Other dogs don’t scare me; I like having friends. I don’t pull when I walk—I just follow, happy to be by someone’s side. I just want to love and be loved.

Ideal Home for Rosita

My ideal home is one where love is everywhere. A warm place where I can curl up beside someone who will stroke my fur and whisper my name. A family, maybe, with children who laugh and play. I’d love to go on walks, feel the grass under my paws, and have a friend—another dog, maybe—to share my days with. I don’t ask for much. Just kindness, just love. A forever home, where I will never be left behind again.