I used to live near the Lusail stadium with my best friend,
Marley. Back then, we were scared of people - not because
we were bad, just because no one had ever been kind to us.
We kept to the shadows, hoping to stay safe while the
world around us got louder and emptier.
Then everything changed. The area was being cleared
before the World Cup. Marley and I were the last ones left.
Then came her. The woman who didn’t shout, didn’t chase.
She brought food and patience. Every day, she sat quietly,
letting us come closer when we were ready.
That’s when I learned what trust feels like.
She rescued us together. I was scared in the car, but
Marley kept me brave. Now, I live in a shelter, still with
Marley.
I still have my quirks: I’m not a fan of cats, and I get along
better with big dogs than the little ones. But I love humans
- especially the ones who let me curl up on the sofa. My
favorite treats? Carrots! Crunchy, sweet, and mine.
They call me a “sweet girl” now - and it finally feels true.
I can’t wait for the day where I get to eat my favourite
treats on a sofa in my very own forever home!