Happy 9th gotcha day my fabulous Presley

So 9 years ago a dog was caught in a humane trap (hence her name) on a rubbish tip, the trap was dropped to my house to await the Fosterer’s arrival to collect her..once we opened the trap door we soon realised that she was feral and had never encountered humans close up before. By sheer luck and grace she did LOVE other dogs, so we decided she should stay with us as she loved being part of a large pack. She was absolutely covered head to toe in fleas and horrific scars, she even tried to sleep sitting up, if we approached her even accidentally getting in her space she would lunge at us of back herself away from us so far she’d near injure herself.
After months of being around our others and copying them she started getting beside us on the sofa, slowly I began resting my hand on her, after 9 months she gave me her first full cuddle and hasn’t left my side since❤️ happy gotcha day you beautiful brave patient and kind Lobster ❤️