Flossie

Hello… my name is Flossie, and this is my story. 🐾💔

For twelve long years, I lived in silence and shadows.

Update:  I am now in a very loving foster home with Auntie Val.  An experienced Fairy Dogmother and personal friend of our PRS Team!

My world was a small, cold cage — no toys, no gentle voice calling my name, no kind hands to stroke my fur. I was used only for one thing: to breed litter after litter. My body bears the marks of it… scars that whisper stories I’d rather forget. I was never treated like a living, feeling soul — just a number, a means to an end.

But despite the darkness I came from, I held on… to hope. I don’t know how, but somewhere deep inside me, I kept a little light burning.

And then one day, something amazing happened. Angels came for me.

The kind hearts at the PRS Connected team in Spain found me. They saw me. Not a number. Not a job. Just a little old girl who’d never known love, but still had so much to give. They lifted me from that lonely life and carried me to safety. Now, with the support of both the Spain and UK teams, I finally have a chance… to know what love feels like.

You’d think, after all I’ve been through, I might be angry… scared… but I’m not. My nature? It’s gentle, sweet, and full of love. I crave affection. I melt into cuddles. I wag my little tail with cautious joy when someone talks to me kindly. I don’t know why I still have love left to give — but I do. I have so much.

I’m 12 now. I’ve lost so many years… but I’m hoping that somewhere, someone will see this and think, “She deserves to feel safe. She deserves to be cherished.”

I don’t need much. A soft bed. A calm, loving home. A kind voice. A heart that will let me finally be someone’s baby girl — not a number, not a tool, just loved.

Please… if you’ve ever wondered if you could be someone’s miracle, let me be the one. Let my last chapter be the best part of my life.

Love, Flossie 🐾

She’s waited twelve years for love. Will you be the one to show her what it means? 💞