A paralyzed girl visited a shelter for the first time, hoping to find a dog that could be her companion and support. She wheeled past barking, excited dogs, but none spoke to her—until she saw a German shepherd in the corner, lying quietly with sad, wise eyes.
“This one,” she said firmly.
The shelter worker warned her: the dog was aggressive, dangerous, uncontrollable. She only smiled: “We all have flaws. I still want to meet her.”
When the dog was brought to her, everyone expected disaster. But instead, the shepherd approached slowly, pressed gently against the girl’s legs, and lay calmly at her feet. The girl whispered, “Now you’re mine,” and they went home together that day—a girl and the dog everyone feared.
