When my world turned upside down, I didn’t understand. One day, my human stopped moving. Suddenly there were flashing lights, heavy footsteps, and strangers everywhere. I was so scared—I hid. Before I knew it, I was in a new place with new smells and new people. My heart ached for my human, and I was too frightened to eat or play. But my foster mom was patient and kind. With gentle words, soft touches, and time, she helped me feel safe again. Slowly, I remembered what love feels like. Now I can’t get enough cuddles, pets, and playtime—the comfort I had been missing. I’ve known loss, but I still have so much love to give. All I need is someone calm and patient who will give me steady, gentle care—and let me give my heart in return, every single day.