A New Day, a New Name

Neva

Sleep never came last night. I went to work again today, and somehow I made it through without leaving.

Today my supervisor reviewed my little brown and white pit, the one who took Nash's cage. I saw the temperament test video. She ran from my supervisor and growled, low and scared, her eyes looking anywhere but the camera.

"She's an Evil Little One" I want to laugh. She is not evil, she is scared. Just scared. I wish she would listen. I have time for now, to try and bring the little girl over from her fears. I have time to get her to trust more than just me. Maybe then I can make a difference and save her.

I've given her a secret name. Technically, I'm not allowed to name her. Not until she's moved to the adoption floor. Her name is Neva.

Neva is small and scared and I wonder if she has the strength to get over her fears of the people around her.  It's said that with a name, anything can become stronger. An idea, a person, an animal. It gives them strength. With  a name, Neva I think has a hope... I don't know why she's not afraid of me, but from the first moment I saw her in Nash's cage, and the first moment she looked me in the eyes, I've always gotten a tail wag.

But today is Wednesday. I will not be back to see my Neva until Monday. I can only pray that she lasts long enough for me to see her again.

There were no deaths today, no euthanasia to feel part of me cut away with. So, today.... I think it may have been able to be called good.

Thank you all who are reading.
~LJ